I'm in a large room, with many folks, next to customer service types. A cube 2 rows away has small tinny speakers.
Simon's voice cut through all of it into my conciousness as I worked. "Sunrise" from afar is still lovely.
I had a dream last night that DLJ and I were at a place where a Duran concert was happening that evening and I noticed he was wearing pink pants, which is most definitely a sign of mental scarring from the Simon in pink latex pants nightmare at the Crotchwatcher's site.