This morning in the 30 minutes while commuting to work, I sms'd with B12 (who wished he could take the week off cos he felt too tired), my best friend (who lost people before he could hire them), my UK travel mate (who bought the exact same mobile phone as I) and a girlfriend (who missed a film screening yesterday). Inbetween I managed to read bits of Feather Boy and sample music from U-ziq's Bluff Limbo album, which HP has just lent me.

And at some point in the midst of all this, I realise things are exactly what they should be.