Resurrection

But not for all of us. A few of us, traditionally the riskier bet, will be safe. And some of us will be completely screwed. And the rest, like me, will lie limply in limbo, waiting for something to happen. Or not.

But I feel slightly better knowing that atleast we are not being wiped off the map forever. However we will be a changed name, new colours, new heads. No more green. And answering the phone will never be the same again. My poetry partner would have disappeared altogether, and so will my lunch-mate.

So long, and thanks for the fish.