Back from Lotusphere and Florida
Many ideas on what to do/blog, many things learned, that I will try out and a lot seen in the last week. Unfortunately, I am unbelievable tired right now, so all that will have to wait another day or so. William Gibson let’s his protagonist Cayce Pollard think this truth on jetlag in the book Pattern Recognition (excellent book by the way):
She knows, now, absolutely, hearing the white noise that is London, that Damien’s theory of jet lag is correct: that her mortal soul is leagues behind her, being reeled in on some ghostly umbilical down the vanished wake of the plane that brought her here, hundreds of thousands of feet above the Atlantic. Souls can’t move that quickly, and are left behind, and must be awaited, upon arrival, like lost luggage.