Rescue by email

Ding! Is that the email message that will rescue me?
In the old days, I used to wait for a letter to arrive in the post.
Now it's an email. With each little email ding that I hear, I revive the hope that this is the one that will change my life into a wonderful one, rescue me from the fuck-up that I am, no, make that the fuck-up that I have created. I may have made many screw-ups, but I am not a screw up. I am designed to keep on searching for something that will spark me. Get me going, growing, inspired. Of course coffee inspires me. but that is inspiration borne of a chemical source. And what goes up must come down. Hence the addictive qualities of any substance that enhances the mood via chemical intervention.

Anyway, this email. what message do I expect it to contain? Click here to claim your grand prize of 50 million dollars? Or will it be an email to confirm that I have got the job, and it is a dream job. Right. A dream job. There's the perfect oxymoron.