Last summer, at the tender age of thirty-seven and at what was arguably the most depressing point of my career, I had a slightly unhinged idea. Not unhinged in itself.Unhinged for me , and for the carefully constructed mental scaffolding that usually governs my decision-making. I decided to activate the Gimli Protocol . “Certainty of death. Small chance of success. What are we waiting for?” That, right there, is the Gimli Protocol . So I opened the drawer where I had been qui