Hmmm…. they’ve never used the R word before. But they did tonight.
Expatriation leaves one oddly, frighteningly exposed. Getting laid off, ordinarily, doesn’t mean a plane ticket for less than 2 weeks hence, your kids out of school, barely time to say goodbye to friends, and everything you do daily done no more. Getting laid off, ordinarily, is bad enough.
Obviously, any anxiety or actual outcome has nothing on this situation.
Must. Write. Book. Sad to be thinking that way, the “let them kill the other guy first” sort of way. Fucking world!