I was walking home from work today, thinking happy thoughts about the weekend, and the fact that I've only got two weeks left at work, and thinking that I should probably pop home to Dublin for a visit, and how much easier it would be just to suck up the fear and fly, and thinking that when I get home I might look up some cheap flights, and that I can do it, and it makes more sense than spending all day on a train and then I saw this story and decided to take it as a sign. I shall never allow my feet to leave the ground. Dammit, I'm walking to Dublin, people.