Evening,
I am out of work and very twitchy indeed. Have been practically living at the radio recently which has been great in terms of company and money, but it's not Opening Number for Act Two.
Things are wobbly to the max. The dark days are not good for me at all. This is my first winter without anti-depressants in two years, and I can feel it in a big way. Christmas eve night, I actually had a panic attack.
It's not anything big - just a selection of small, annoying circumstances that wouldn't have been a problem at all if they hadn't all come at once.
Christmas was lovely, calm as usual with lots of food and alcohol, but I'm definitely getting itchy feet. A change is near and needed.
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