Chaos

Continuing my recently acquired habit of reading dusty old books (blame Bud - he has shelves full of them), I picked up a copy of Ovid's Metamorphoses at a bookshop in town this afternoon. Found the bit we read at school - where Daphne runs off ' faster than a light breeze', or something like that. But also found this sentence on page one when he's describing the time before the world began:

"Nothing had any lasting shape, but everything got in the way of everything else..."

And I thought, these words of this 43BC-17AD Roman perfectly describe the current status of my re-re-re-organised department at the modern, international corporate. In short: chaos.