Let’s assume, for a moment, that the above sentiment is true. Of course, such a statement is used only as a reactive justification, never as a proactive reason, and of course, such a statement is only used by the person who finds himself on the losing end of a deal such as a relationship, never by the instigator of a difficult action, but again, let’s assume for the moment that it’s true. The contrapositive, then, would read ‘if you do not set it free, then you do not love it.’ Suddenly it all makes sense.

I spend so much time at the office, thus not setting it free, because I do not love it. The reason I can’t come home from the office at a normal hour is because I do not love it. And, if we accept as true John Lennon’s postulate that ‘the love you take / is equal to the love you make,’ and we strip the latter of its erotic context, I must learn to either manufacture love, or somehow remove it from a source - a silo, maybe, or a safety-deposit box.

Thus, to get out of the self-destructive circle that is working until midnight, I need to find some repository of love - either within myself or without - or somehow manufacture this ‘love’ with crude hand tools, or with computers, maybe, and then, only then, will I be able to set the office free, because then I will have found the requisite love to break the bonds of cliche that tie me to my chair.

As Bill Murray told us in What About Bob?, it’s so simple, yet so brilliant.

Forward-thinking excitement of the day: Tomorrow (today?) we see Dressy Bessy at the Bottom Lounge. Check, well, the bottom of the Bottom Lounge site. Yes, it’s powered by Icarus Media, the parent company of sixosix magazine. Ah, the memories. And the poppy go-go rock that will ensue come 8 p.m.