You would think that in this age of easy communication someone would call me, email me or even write me a letter – any or all of which would require me to drop everything and leap into action in some sort of urgent way! Anything to escape my room.
On this sunny Tuesday afternoon I am yet again staring at a pile of notes that must some how be slotted into my brain for an in-class-exam tomorrow in Innovation.
Sadly I think there is no escaping – no matter how often I check my email – I am going to have to sit here.. And worse yet there is another 3 hour exam next week…
