tiredLast night: Torchie away night. Fire. Drumming. Facepaint designs. Barbecue. And the like. Needed that, needed it a lot. Was even almost awake in the morning. Half ten, of all times. Many thanks are due for Red Bull to make me alive.
Unfortunately, it leads to tiredness and then to sitting around being introspective. Second-guessing other people is second nature, but I wish I didn't have to second-guess myself sometimes.
Have new addiction: Powers. Superheroes and noir detective stories. Rather good. Keeps me in braincrack now I've finished Queen and Country.
Coherence is not my strong suit tonight, it would seem.
