Overcome by strange alien feelings over the past few days. Unable to explain myself. In essence, I have been waiting for the day to come only to watch it disappear away into the night, as I drive home. At work, I have been battling on, learning and proving myself. The honeymoon period may well and truly over but then is this not the time the real work begins?

The perfect soundtrack to resolve my Wednesday morning blues, should have been Ultra. Who are they, I hear you cry? Well for a change, I have been the catalyst for bringing you, past, present and even future from the only boy band, to hold Masters degrees and play their own instruments (so they claimed in 1998!). For the first time in several weeks, I went upstairs to my sister and she had made little attempt to conceal her up criminal act of theft. By her television was the Mini Disc. Dated technology by many but it does still sound cool and so fresh! Quickly I took it back and rushed downstairs to listen to it on my Aiwa stereo. Cheesy, but nevertheless uplifting music, to bring a smile to your face, realising that everything will be just fine. Not sure why my sister had my Ultra MD, as she has the album on compact disc, which was a present from her beloved older brother back in Christmas, 1999.

Have you ever felt you wish you had the power to do much more. I hate not being in control of a situation, regardless of the circumstances. Long term readers will be aware of my tendency to be a control freak! The words ringing around in my head, tell me I’ve done my best, the rest is left in the lap of the Gods. Just like some are waiting for Michael, I am waiting for the truth.