A cooling Friday night walks me into the weekend. Three more weekends before flying up to Wallaby. Is it a good thing that weekend is so precious? Suppose, it means that your weekdays are packed and occupied but yet you are not doing what you are enjoying. On the other hand, what does it means when weekend means nothing to do? Off hand, I can think of a couple of reasons. You enjoy what you do in weekdays or there is no activity you indulge yourself in during weekend. Weekend is a time where time can be spent with family, Shi and friends. Somehow, I like to spend time on myself. Spend time alone, doing what I like. This cooling Friday night is an ideal time to do it. Lazing with a computer in front of me, cool breeze blowing in from the window and smoothing jazz has the soft anesthetising effects. A nice walk into weekend. Slow, cooling and peaceful...