Discovering the World, Moment to Moment — Sisley

I’ve been invited to a meeting and I have no idea what it's about.  I'm pondering my state of confusion while waiting alone in a conference room, high above midtown Manhattan on the 40th floor.  I know the meeting is about my business, but to admit I'm unprepared and my brain is a wasteland is an understatement.  Called for 3:00 and it is now 3:25, I am beginning to think the meeting isn't happening.  Perhaps they forgot about it. It’s August and it's Friday after all. Everyone and their mother is in the Hamptons hanging with the Kardashians. I’m not concerned because I’m...