Viva…
Tuesday, January 8th, 2013It’s 3:51, on the morning of a 3-day trip to Las Vegas. Sometimes it’s hard to accept 3am as really being “morning”, but I know that on a technicality it actually is. The fact that I have a large tumbler of coffee in front of me further solidifies the fact that it’s the start of another day, as opposed to when I laid down 3 hours ago, thus having officially separated yesterday from today.
We have an assignment documenting the amazing work of one of our clients over the next couple of days. And though my mind is far from calm, I’m thoroughly enjoying the silence of my office, the only sound being an occasional gurgling of the coffee maker and the slight hum of the computer monitor. The bags and cases are loaded, boarding passes printed, and in a few hours, we’ll be at Denver International, stepping onto a plane. And two hours after that, onto a whirlwind.























