It’s everywhere. Couples strolling on the beach, holding hands, love songs on the radio, picnics in the park, couples gazing moronically at each other over their meal. It’s a beautiful night and it’s sickening. There isn’t even a SHG. I think I’ll have a glass of red and watch the State of Origin footy on TV or, I must be desperate, the Winter Olympics, to take my mind off everything. Unblocked Ian, but no text from him, or anyone else.