Bridge Of Sighs

As I write this from my hotel room in McGehee, Arkansas, I can't but help think how far I've come in less than nine months. This picture of the fountains at Centennial Olympic Park is foreign now, I can't begin to relate to this. This picture looks decades old and in some ways it is because the person who shot it, me, is not the same human being.

Tomorrow marks a new beginning of the chapter. Of all the places I could have ended up for my first major product trial, this is the place chosen. In the middle of nowhere where rice is king, I must prove myself yet again to a doubtful audience. In the end we slogged to the finish line, there are so many questions and challenges ahead, but in this place, a lot of questions will be answered. Overall, I am confident this product will work well, maybe well enough for us to win this business. When I met Bill Horne in Memphis several months ago our nine lives had expired, but I was able to persuade him to give us another chance. Even will all of our efforts it comes down to this. Will this new technology work? I haven't a clue, but I have to convince a skeptical audience that it will.

The day I said goodbye to Atlanta I knew I was going into the void, the unknown. Now as I contemplate where this is headed I realize that I had to be here, to finish this. No matter what happens tomorrow I feel at peace that I have given everything I had to make this happen. It's out of my hands now and is placed into other capable hands - I hope. So, here I am in McGehee, a place I'd never thought I'd be....waiting.

In this place, the bridge of sighs.