Journal

Sunday, October 12, 2003

"You were Peter Pan/Now You're Dorian Grey..."

I woke up, talking on the phone (which I had just answered) to someone about an appointment, and unable to figure out who I was talking to or what the appointment was.

Then, after I put down the phone and figured out the conversation and deduced where I currently am (Frankfurt) I realised that tonight I would be in the same hotel room, and not in a different one, or a different city, I was amazingly happy. Two nights in the same hotel room. Wow...

That's when you realise you've been on the road too long.

Only two more days (and two more hotel rooms) to go...