I'm Here.

I just about-faced from an appointment / waiting room and took my paperwork with me.

…and got chased by the practitioner down a hallway with rapidfire questioning.

“Wait, but can you explain why…”

I mean…

…and have received multiple calls and a voice mail from them.

Welp!

My nerves are returning to normal, just getting my bearings and trying to figure out whether I’d like to hang around in Manhattan awhile longer or head back to Brooklyn.