At the moment I usually get to rise after dawn - I feel only slightly less hurried, though my hours are nonetheless full until midnight. I still have a sense of inner urgency to explore, research and develop. But every morning, I rise and look out the circular, south-facing window and I see the Eureka Tower. Some days it's shining in the sun. One day it was the only thing you could see, high above the clouds. What did the previous tenants do, before it was there. What did they look for when they woke up?