I don’t want to be around humans right now. I’m now in hermit mode at home, in my tartan pants and Rolling Stones tee. Pigging out, writing, reading stuff ( I started my reading list last night, The Book of Imaginary Beings is first)


I think I’ve moved past the point of worrying now. While it’s mostly becoming acceptance, there also may be a sprinkle of bitterness in there this time. But that’s okay, it’s just a wee sprinkle anyway.

I’m going to go and have another beer. So it’s 5 am. Judge me. Or join me.