“It’s the silence that gets me most,” he said. We were sitting in his small office in a 1950’s building just off the main drag. His name was stenciled on the frosted glass door. He looked at the silent phone and absent-mindedly checked his e-mail, again. There were no calls and no e-mail, no mail (except a few bills) and no work. My friend suffers, like most solos, from a boom and bust workload. What could I possibly say to help him cope?Originally published March 14, 2011
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