So I looked to my right, where my real life was, MacBook, Apple Sac for it, personal phone, diary of ideas, Escape From Cubicle Nation, and then looked straight forward where my fake life was, a crappy lap top with blackberry in tow.

You know when you identify with something so strongly it almost makes a ‘thud’ when it hits you? This post from Escape from Cubicle Nation had just that effect…