Dawn breaks through the large plate glass windows at the gate in Portland International Airport. The sky shows a continuum of ever-lightening shades of gray, bordered by the black sillouette of the tree-lined hillsides around town. With each passing minute, the grays shift to bluish tones, harbinger of the sun’s imminent arrival.
Back at home, just eight miles away, the rest of the family are not yet awake. Sleeping warm under the covers of their beds, still minutes away from the buzzing of their alarm clocks and the start to their busy Monday.
Me? Today is a travel day. To Boston. For a tradeshow and conference with business contacts. Up at 4:30am to make a 7:30am flight. I’ll be up and busy until 11pm Eastern time, easily. Probably later, given that my body clock is set to a timezone three hours behind Boston. Which makes for a long, long day.
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