Chasing paychecks on a Thursday.

Downsview airport tarmac dome.

Always something, sometimes nothing.

“You never take that drama home.”

Battery charger on a cellphone.

Slipping silent charging post.

Got a call, so unexpectedly.

From the past, some workplace ghost.

I was dreaming about something.

Something somewhere deep in past.

It’s funny when you connect the dots.

That letting go is hope at last.