Stress - the darkest moments are the minutes before dawn

9 pm. Saturday. Outside the sun is shining (80+ (Fahrenheit) or 25+ Celsius) and Seattle is partying on Capitol Hill. I'm working alone in a huge Boeing building, together with the buzzing sound of the maintenance guy vacuuming the carpet. Yet, my bosses take a piss on me. It's time for war, the adrenaline is gushing through my veins, they triggered the other Stijn. It's time to set things straight...