Blogging from Bangkok, Bang Na.
Didnt' have much sleep last night, the room is cold, don't know how to fix the air cond, and there's no blanket for god sake...
Have so much in my mind, spinning. Things flash back again like a show reel, the goods, the bads.
We know each other so well, that no words need to mention to know what's in each others' mind.
Can I still play music with a broken string?
Have long conversation with the boss yesterday in the airport. Overall....
I'm just not THERE yet, THERE they want to see me, but I'm not ready.
'Busy is not equal to productive. You have to be productive.'
Buck up dear, buck up.