So Mrs wife has gone on a 'girlsnight out'. Here I am home alone, unless you count the two cats. I've been trying too get on here for ages, but all i keep getting is 'the page is not avaliable'. Finaly i get on, but it's coming up for nine o'clock and i had planned to sit and watch Hustle on TV with a few glasses of Rum. so, this has turned into one short visit. Untill the Morrow then.
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home Alone
@ Thursday, May. 10, 2007 – 20.56:20
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I'm in the mood...
@ Thursday, May. 10, 2007 – 11.03:27
I woke up this morning for the 4th day in succession filled with what can only be described as 'the joys of spring'.

No doubt however, those dark clouds of self loathing, of doubt, despair and depression will be loitering somewhere on the horizon ready to pounce and consume me once more.

You can bet that the 'God I hate being me' monster will be waiting for me around the next corner, and ready to bring me back down to Earth with an almighty crash.

On the up side i supose, being under a cloud does help me to write poetry, the more depressed i am the more poetry i am able to write, when i am happy poetry just seems imposible. I guess it's true what they say about 'the poet needing the pain'.

For now though, i am going to bask in this no doubt tempory state of well being.
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