The number at the bottom didn’t compute. The business account was overdrawn. The client who promised a wire transfer had gone silent. The mortgage was due in 48 hours. And my daughter needed new braces by Friday.
But I’m not talking about the 2012 thriller starring Sam Worthington. I’m talking about the quiet, terrifying ledge we all find ourselves on at some point. man on a ledge
For three hours, I didn't move. I scrolled my phone, looking for a wire transfer that wasn't there. I refreshed my email seventeen times. I called a client and got voicemail. I was, for all intents and purposes, stuck on a ledge. The number at the bottom didn’t compute