So it’s that time of the year, upcoming huge conference. A week locked in without a chance to hide anywhere. The anxiety builds up day by day right now. Every cell in the body is occupied for at least 5 minutes every morning, between the alarm and getting up, trying to find a sign of a sickness coming up. 5 lost minutes every morning.
But OK, I most likely will survive even this year and as always sleep for 16 hours when returning home. C’ est la vie.