It’s 4 am, my bus is docking at the main station. After a week-long meditative/mindful/party bender I’m finally back in Prague. Everything is quiet while I’m walking home. I’m setting my alarm clock for 9:30 to make it to breakfast with my boss just in time. I only have a hunch what he wants to talk about. And I know for sure I want to tell him I want to quit.