It is quite a task - to squeeze in an entry in five minutes. That gargantuan task is my attempt. Surprised I am still alive, literally speaking, after seven consecutive days of sleeping at 4am or 5am or (on one particular day) six am. All in the name of toiling for a huge nameless bank (confidentiality obligations loom). No wonder, looking into the mirror this past week, thought I didn't look very human. Sunken in cheeks, pale complexion and more pronounced eye bags. And most of all, a deeply resigned look that spells "What I was I thinking in my last post?".
Honestly, I could do this, but if you multiply it by ten times the work load, then I say I re-consider.
Six minutes is up - I who live by a three minute time block. So till next ranting.
In other news: Phnom Penh! Fascinating respite awaits.
xoxo.
claire.
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