Okay.. I had this beautiful picture in my mind about being at a beach resort, with a nice girl and getting a nice relaxing holiday, complete with spas and massages. Except that my horribly limited command of the English Language prevented me from putting it into words.

But that short period of fantasy, or escapism if you would rather call it that, actually helped me relax a little. No wonder people daydream. Because somewhere in your mind lies the perfect utopia, the perfect world in which to live, where there wont be any sorrow, there would be peace and relaxation.

That short retreat into the fantasies of the mind was really quite good ^^

But as I return to reality, pace picks up once again. Back to the books, and the rat-race.