
It’s 6am and I lie awake in bed. Have been awake for some time. Thoughts are flying through my head. I feel dreadful, stressed, tired, my head is spinning, tears are stinging in my eyes. SO many things to do, to think off, to handle; there’s taxes and money issues, keep an eye on the bouncing Euro, physical- and e-mail, read up on my niche, listen to this new audiobook – and there’s that other one – confirm facebook requests, tweets to put out, check statistics, branding to consider, finish my video editing, when am I ever going to get to do my Spanish lessons or play on my keyboard, did I put this in toodledoo? can’t remember, the lack of internet connection over the past weeks is taking its toll… And on top of that, there’s the show… only a couple of months, how am I ever going to do that… the tears are flowing now. Singapore doesn’t help. Much hotter than Australia, and a frantic, driving energy. Around our current address there are 2 building sites with EIGHT 12-story apartment buildings nearing completion. There’s cars and high-rise everywhere. HELP…




