Since last Saturday I’ve commuted to SF every day for a trade show in the Moscone Center. On one of the days, Steve Jobs unveiled the Apple tablet, iPad, so it was nearly impossible to get inside. There were cameras everywhere, newspaper reporters, even a bunch of our fellow exhibitors curiously stood with the rest of the crowd.

When I came out later to get to the other exhibition hall, everyone was gone. The painting of the Apple logo was wiped clean. It was as if nothing had ever happened.

Do you ever feel that way? Going through a long, hard week, then sleeping for 12 hours straight (yes I did, and it was glorious), only to wake up and wonder, was it all a bad dream?