Back on track

Two days travelling, two days of conferencing and three nights of partying has gotten the best of me. I'm dead beat, and today is Monday. Well, the comfort is that I'm not the only one feeling this way.

Everywhere around me people are pale under the reddish sunburn that is already starting to peel off, and the sound level is minimal among the cubicle-dwellers. Everyone is careful not to strike up any conversation and are probably trying to either look busy or work.