It’s late on Thursday night Friday morning. Tiredness is dragging me into indifference. I am aware of the fact that the day has been the usual struggle. The same themes recurring like a badly writen soap opera. Finding other people's egos are getting in the way, they detune my signal, they block my view with oppressive opinions like a sun starved housing estate. I am in serious need of some solitude and reflection. The only thing is, obligation keeps me wedded both to my desk at home and the desk in the office.

I find myself exponentially drawn to the mission to find a companion. WHY~? I don’t know, the urge is deeper then sexual and yet more shallow then vanity! Perhaps this is classical gemini paradox which has haunted me for eternity?

The Blur lyrics : 'You need a holiday! Somewhere in the Sun' seem to flicker on the cathode ray tube in my mind. Need a retreat.