I've been feeling out of sync lately, and it's something deeper than the general malaise of not relating or fitting in.
Maybe it's because after extensive interviews and testing an executive coach concluded that, while my co-workers believe my heart to be in the right place, they wish that it, and my body, were elsewhere, not making them feel so inadequate and uncomfortable.
Or maybe it's just because Doomeru loaned me his uncut collector's edition of American Psycho.
Either way, this is how I've chosen to express it. Push the button. Perhaps you can relate.
