05 DEC 2005. MONDAY. 04:15PM.

Friday night. My brain was close to shutting down, my body was exhuasted and i needed a desperate caffaine fix. A quick callout to my Travel Guys and a place and time was set. Sweet guys they are, they let me rant and rave thru our coffees, distracted me with their own funny/freaky neighbourhood experiences, we talked about new york, about christmas in germany, we shivered in the cold (and its supposed to be summer!) under a measely heater, drank 2 cups of coffees, ate pizzas and tim tam cheesecakes. Many a times during unexpected speckled stormy periods of my life, i take alot of comfort and free therapy over sitting down with friends and drinking coffees after coffees from light to dark, talking about everything, talking about nothing. After a night like that, i return home rejuvenated, refreshed, and my faith in the goodness of people returned. If all the world's problems could be discussed over great coffee and cigarettes, i'm pretty sure everyone would emerge out in a happier mood.