...and I'm exhausted!
But actually it has felt good to be back working - to be proactive. Not that it's been easy - why is it you always remember the good bits with work and forget that most of it is routine hijacked by moments of blind panic - and, if you're lucky, occasional illumination?
Healthwise things are better - I can go huge stretches of the day and forget completely about the scar - and Alfie and I have done a two mile walk every day bar one for the last eighteen days. So I am getting better finally. That feels good to say.
And now it's Friday evening, I've had my kebab, I'm on my second beer and World of Warcraft beckons. ( Level 27 might even be possible tonight)
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