There is still a storyline here; in fact, there are several ongoing threads, and I'm sensing that some seemingly throwaway scenes and interactions might remain relevant much later in the season. Broadly speaking, the plot follows a man who thinks he has discovered some sort of criminal conspiracy related to a chair company, then starts to lose control of his life as he travels deeper and deeper down the rabbit hole. That's easy to get our heads around, even if some of the detours aren't.
Sometime in the summer of 2017 I wrote in my journal, Jesus fucking Christ, please save me. I was trapped in hell, and I could see no way out. Our beautiful, sunny, two-bedroom penthouse apartment in the East Village which I had rented for Rayya to make her happy in the last months of her life had become a dungeon of misery, danger, degradation, drugs.
"Workers are feeling disempowered," Michele Williams, a professor of management and entrepreneurship at the University of Iowa, said, adding that this trend reared its head during the 2008 recession and is now back again.