**pulls out a fresh tissue**
It's 1.35am and I am going to snuggle up with my cards, my wheat sacks and read Deb's copy of Eckhart Tolle's The Power of Now.
I'm struggling with it a bit, but that might be because it's causing a major shift in my inner Being paradigm.
Or it might be over-adulterated crap like Conversations With God.
It's a bit like Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance - but without the motorbike, or the scenery. Well, not so far, anyway.