You know the Song, You know the End

This is the end of one of these days where the morning on its own seems like a year or so and by 3 p.m. you feel airy and see everything and everyone - including yourself - carrying on with their life a few meters below you.

To be able to forget about the two officers insulting each other via e-mail and the hours it took to solve their different, the few hundred USD someone realised they had to pay 45 min after the Pashtun recipients had arrived to our office, while our overspent budget was closed five months ago, the call for proposals we were just informed of, with today as deadline, and the fact that all that is not my job and still is my business because as long as you are part of the Group, you bear a piece of the collective responsibility, I tuned on to ABBA.

Now I did not intend to put Abba on. It's just that the alphabet drove me to them and I instantly thought to myself "Of course!". Worst still, the mood has imporoved tenfold since...