Thursday I wore the grey blazer.
Petty detail. But I chose it deliberately the one I wear when I need to feel like the version of myself that has things in order. Notes printed the night before. Pen in the right pocket. Nothing in my hands during meetings that could move without permission.
Three days of compartmentalization had mostly held. Bisi's email in a folder marked to action Thursday. The corridor in a drawer I wasn't opening. Desmond in wherever I put things I didn't know what to do with yet.
It was fine. Manageable. The kind of fine you have to actively maintain.
The debrief ran an hour.
Desmond took the structural overview for phase three. He didn't use notes. Just talked through it clear, ordered, nothing wasted. I've sat across from a lot of presenters. Most of them are p
