Mental seesaw

Well, besides losing any sense of normality, things are returning to a semblance of what they were. I'm obviously coming up with the most random thoughts I can without having to strain for ideas once more. I've missed that. You get a bit confused when you stop thinking like yourself. Atleast I did. As I've always said, you are what you think. If you change that then you change who you are.

Now that I'm thinking like me again I'm much happier. It felt like forever since I'd properly smiled. Something I'm sure I did when we first moved in. Being able to relax and enjoy myself is a godsend (I wonder if that's one word or two?).

By the by, as discussed a week or two ago, it definately helps the whole blogging thing to get out and about. I don't think one post I've had this week was inspired by being in the flat.