Can't sleep

What do you do when after 10 years ... 20 years ... 30 years ... you are suddenly asked to pack up your belongings in a box and leave the building? And, by the way, we've already shut off your email, and can you hand over your parking pass as your being escorted out of the building?
I didn't have to ask when I came in what was going on. The silence and shell-shocked look on everyone's face told the story. People sad about the dismissal of their colleagues and some possibly wondering, "Will I be the next one to be called into the editor's office?"
A now former colleague said, "At least I know it had nothing to do with my performance." At least he was able to look at the bright side.
I am saddened today. A lot of talent walked out the door of my newspaper yesterday. Layoffs happen to good people. And they suck.