Fighting for wakefulness.
Well here I am, stuck in a press conference, desperatly trying to stay awake. The speaker is a man of unrelenting tedium. It’s a hot, warm room and I didn’t get much sleep last night. The subject is harly gripping. This is a recipe for disaster. Luckily, the whole thing is rapidly drawing to a close, so I can get out of here and relax somewhere cool. Will this stuff make it into the mag? I doubt it. What a waste of time.