i’ve been to the summit
20/01/2007
on a horse with no name, it feels good to be out of the rain
I woke up this morning, and thought it was Saturday. I went back to sleep. Then my phone buzzed with an SMS from my favourite duck in the whole wide world, Donnie, asking if I wanted breakfast.
Reality bites.
Feeling cheated, I woke my sorry ass up because it was already half past nine.
The rest of my day didn’t fare too great either. After pretty much schmoozing and presentationing and meeting people the last 4 days, I was in bad shape for work. I can’t even bring myself to talk about it.
I am exhausted. I can’t move the needle, let alone tell you what success looks like. I just want to sleep in tomorrow. And look forward to next week.
