Full Speed in the Wrong Direction

It's been a funny week so far. Work is completly insane because all the students are turning up to start their three years of hedonism, and we're here to help make sure they can do so as smoothly as possible (and start drinking as soon as they arrive). So far so good. Other than work, I've just been knackered, and feeling a bit ill and emotional. He calls it 'emotional flu', which is an expression I rather like.

I'm feeling progressively better though. Baby steps and all that bollocks. It's this weird thing that I've felt the last couple of years my life has been very 'temporary' - temporary job, location, house, in some ways probably even relationship. Then it's like I've woken up and thought "Shit, two and half years in actually a pretty long temporary phase, especially as it looks set to continue." And then I've freaked out.

Maybe a better way of putting it would be that I pressed the pause button, and forgot to press play again. And now that I have pressed play, it's a bit hard adjusting to life at its proper pace.