Sleepless in . . . lots of places
Am always very skeptical of gimmicks and advertising promises. And governments. And Melbourne weather. And Swedish enlargement pumps. But when I was searching for some thoroughly good sleep-in ear-plugs, at a non-refundable $300 – and they don’t even come with a free tv or anything – I took a chance. They’re quickly becoming one of the best purchases I’ve ever made.
Squeezing foam into your ears to get a cast is an odd but not unpleasant feeling. Like washing your hair before going to a hairdresser, you hope your ears are clean enough that the cast doesn’t pull out full-size candles. The silicone, erm, implants, come back a few weeks later, specifically moulded to your ears. Being an insomniac, quiet is important, and I’ve taken to wearing a sleeping mask now too. Proper princess level sleeping requirements!
In other news, I’m continuing to chip away at a book on leadership, gathering my notes on over a hundred books and distilling them right down into a single, easy-to-read 300,000 page manuscript! OK not quite that bad, but it’s coming along. I still have to keep approaching publishers for the last book, and pondering attempting one more editorial rampage, which is essentially akin to murdering your own children – things you creatively gave birth to (am sure words and children are exactly the same, right?). Am halfway through two books currently: the excellent dystopian, Orwellian, New York Times Best Seller They Both Die at the End tracing two young lives impacted by a phone call announcing their deaths, which will absolutely be a tv-series; and Kristine Stewart’s Out Turn empowering women in leadership roles. Oddly, there is a kinship with typically more feminine leadership traits: according to research, the new generation of leaders seek to inspire their team; have high emotional intelligence, social and interpersonal skills; form relationships; enjoy participatory decision making; and set realistic expectations and rewards. Male traits tend to be less agreeable and more confrontational, which I don’t really align to. I have no real despotic, megalomaniac desires. Well, no more than usual. I haven’t wanted to take over a country for hours, and my current crop of serfs don’t protest too loudly. Not since I got my new ear plugs, anyway.
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