I went to bed about an hour ago because I was tired, and as I lay in bed my mind drifted, and I found myself writing an article in my head. But instead of becoming less coherent and drifting off to sleep, I found my thoughts beginning to crystallise - to the point where I felt that I would never get any sleep unless I got up to write everything down. I don't remember the last time that I could think this clearly, or the last time that I felt as creative as I have done the past couple of days.
The weekend was slow. Richard was away in Amsterdam, so I was lonely. On Friday night, I felt terrible - my moods were cycling so fast that I was scared, and I just sat up all night doing utterly pointless things online in an attempt not to have to think about anything.At about 10am on Saturday, I called
Richard got back on Monday night, and we had a long cuddle and reconnect. It's good for us to get away from each other from time to time, but it seems to work much better when he stays here and I go somewhere else [because he doesn't feel lonely in the house by himself, but I do, and I don't feel lonely if I'm somewhere else with other friends]. And slowly I've been starting to feel better since. I've been extremely busy doing nothing very important at all - making tapes for