[short chapter] 11.00 pm.

you don't really give a damn about your own plan, do you?
all you think is how to get others' things done, perfectly, effectively.

but i don't care. i don't care of how good you did.

i only care whether you think enough of yourself, 
and give a proper space for your soul.

please, don't think so bad about me.


A midnight conversation. Not the usual one. But, still, quite expected coming from him. I had no idea how to answer that, though.

What's currently on my mind, right here, right now - yes, you're right, in the middle of a serious talk with him - is how can I squeeze three meetings in a day, tomorrow. How should I arrange my route effectively. Where should I get breakfast, grab a quick cup of black coffee. How long should I prepare the presentation files, should thirty-slides okay.

A quick blinks on the clock on his dashboard : 10.00 pm. No can't do. Let's assume I got home at the latest at 11,00 pm, getting refreshed and so on, open my notebook at 00.00 am. Still need at least three hours of sleep, so I would only have one hour sharp. Eighteen slides it is.

That is a 11.00 pm at home scenario.


i know it. why don't you get back to your good old habit of making new year's resolution. and tell me again, why was it you stop making one? was it because none of them you could accomplish?

you're so simple-minded.

don't you think you just have to give yourself a more decent time to make it happen? you know. you're not that clever as anybody else think you are. you can't really do a strategic thinking yourself, or can you?

please, for once in a while, listen to me.


That won't do. A presentation with no slides should be accepted.