A spiritual mess dragging you from your hammock in Jamaica through the wet jungles of Brazil, the funk takes hold and the next thing you know you are stuck behind an emotional but busy server in an empty office on the top floor of an upside-down skyscraper in Hong-Kong, you escape getting a job in a floating warehouse full of sundries, pulling pallets and pushing trolleys you work your way back home stopping on the way for a breath here and there, ticking things off your to-do-list but you're never quite done, having had your drink spiked in London, you travel back in time, the mix is over, you're in bed and soaking wet, was it all a dream? You sniff you hand, definitely not piss... phew!
