I just arrived at my hotel after a good first consortium afternoon filled with fun talks, which was followed by a tour of the iDiv, and a good dinner that still has me feeling stuffed two hours after.
I was already in my room. Even in my bed. Ready for sleep. Eyes closed. Go…. but no. The brain didn’t agree. Thoughts racing. An information overload today. Probably too many people for a first day of in-presence meeting after two years. I need to adapt.
I was tired, but I didn’t fall asleep right away.
What was it?
Something was off.
Then I realized I didn’t write my post for today.
It’s hardly worth writing.
It’s not even worth reading.
It’s barely worth posting.
But fuck it. I can’t break tradition. For those of you that hoped for something better, I’m sorry for producing this eye sore. Something better may come another day.
Robin Heinen 