Have you ever met, ever known, somebody who is just heartachingly beautiful?

Someone who when you see him or her just makes you sit up straight, admire them, and just take a deep breath?

They are out there - I know, I know someone like that.

And what I like about the person I know is that she is sweet, and loving, and sensitive too.

She has my heart.

Since first sight.

Wandering around through the late night streets of a different city, thinking to myself how much I wish you were there to walk with me, to talk with me, to laugh and eat and breathe with me.

I am so much happier when I can spend time with you.

And when I'm alone, there is this tangible feeling of loss.

Quite simply, I am missing you.

Nearly home now - in my second airport on the way back home.

I'm feeling terrible - sore throat, aching body, my sinuses flared up on the last flight and I can't hear.

I have an important meeting tomorrow, but will instead be going to the doctor to see if I have picked up swine flu on my recent travels. I've been to just about every state and territory in Australia over the last couple of weeks, too many flights, too many meetings with people who travel overseas.

Not looking forward to the final leg home.

Time for my next trip - heading over to the west coast this time.

There is something lovely about the early morning ride in to the airport - while most of the city is sleeping.

The drive takes you past roaming wild herds of kangaroos - such an iconic part of Australia, and perhaps reflective of some of our personality - tall, strong, laid back and like to bound around from place to place.

On the road again - delivering presentations around the country.

Laptop in hand, suit packed, time to be a roadwarrior again.