not used to working with a colleague whose brain is constantly moving, constantly worried about losing the pieces, always active.
Yesterday, after two meetings in two different cities with two people involved, I finally arrived at the hotel in Trento. And I have to be able to de-concentrate a little deluded.
No, sir: a dinner the whole work, spiced with political discussion impartiality of journalism today - particularly television - ended with an attempt to outline possible scenarios for a changing world (the reference, specifically, is the unexpected death of a president of a group that connects the ever- movement works, the problem is that just because an unexpected way, this death has frozen a bit 'all and no one knows quite what will happen in the coming months).
Back at the hotel, we will relax, I thought. Poor naive.
We ended our evening in the hotel room, to discuss key issues to be presented at the meeting this morning.
end of the night - 23.45.
Meeting of the morning - early effective 08.00 am. A drum swing up to 9.30.
But I went to see them ...
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