It's said that no-one can diagnose your ills better than you can yourself. I don't whether it's a call-back to the days when I used to row and spent my days teetering on the cusp of sudden illness but I can tell when I need to start looking after myself more. There's a physical signal that tells me that I'm over-worked, over-stressed or just not getting enough sleep and it's a comedically irratating twitch in the corner of my right eye.
Most annoyingly, it's not visible to anyone - I know, I've asked - but I can feel it and it punctuates my days.
It's been about nine months since the twitch last decided to visit but recently it sent forward notice that it was coming back to stay.
I've been really busy in the last few weeks; not specifically at work, though we've been winning a great portfolio of new clients, but mainly doing fun stuff like meeting ex-colleagues and networking.
In the last two weeks, I've filmed cocktail adverts on the streets of Paris and watched the sun rise over the city from Sacre Coeur as part of the huge Hotwire European office bootcamp, taken part in the Flackenhacks organising commitee piss-up and attended a thousand and one other things that put me in touch with some really bright people.
I hate my eye twitch, it's a real pain in the iris, but in exchange for the opportunity to visit new cities, help run a wicked event and have lots of intelligent, if drunk, conversations it seems a small price to pay. I really do love our industry.
By the way, if you're interested in following new Flackenhacks 2009 developments, the Flackenhacks twitter feed is now up and running.

