19Aug

Over North Africa

Somewhere west of Cairo, I woke up and wanted to pull my eyes out. Exhaustion has set in. I dug out the big guns: lemon ginger echinacea tea. If I could buy shares in this tea, I would. In the past year, it has saved many a day. Now I carry a few packages of it for special moments when a 2’4 is unavailable to crack myself back into calm.

So far in the last 24h, I’ve napped about 4 hours in total. My flight brain is getting fun. I woke up in a start over Germany and squeaked. Yes, squeaked and alarmed two seat mates. I saw a mouse. At least, I saw a mouse in my dream. They laughed. I seriously thought a mouse scurried over my feet. Red-faced apologies, but they laughed.

I am becoming the plane tourist. So, far I’ve watched African Cats. Sita is my new hero. Kala reminds me of, oh, that’s a tangent. Next up is a documentary: Meerkat Madness. Why do they look huggable? I might have time for Zoo Adventure. The last flight to AMS, I got bored watching Lincoln Lawyer and on this leg was Limitless. Meercats and lions over Hollywood. So, this is my state of mind.

Earlier I read Pius Adesanmi’s essay: “Going to Meet Black America” comparing poverty in the US with parts of Africa. It should be mandatory reading for some. I wish there was a talking/light car on the plane and that Sylvia was here to discuss the merits and faults of his argument. And, I need a book light. Since I’m not sleeping, I may as well learn and read.

Later today I meet some of my coworkers for the first time. Excited. Some nutcase decided that I should have 4 hours of meetings in the afternoon. Self-flog, but I am running an event in under a week and need to nail down details. That adventure will call for the Barcelona special. Drink within one hour:

1. One or two strong cups of expresso
2. Red Bull
3. One scary looking juice protein mix
4. Water

Enough writing in the dark. I love the timing of “If I ever leave this world” on my playlist. Appropriate. I travel with an old iPod and phone loaded with music. It saves on these long hauls.

“I’m ok, I’m alright…”

Time for cats!

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