The bees are buzzing again.  In my head I mean.  I have things to say but not enough time right now to say it.  I don’t expect to get a chance to post until way after Christmas.  It is enough to say:

1.  I’m looking forward to my job ending
2.  I’m not looking forward to the uncertainty that will come afterwards.
3.  I feel I’m not able to express myself fully, here or otherwise… especially right now.
4.  I feel my old self, clawing his way back into the light.
5.  I seem to be tense all the time and feel like I can get any release from it.

Masks are heavy.

On the plus side, I’ve just finished watching the 2nd series of a show called Dexter.  If you haven’t watched it, you should.  It made me muse, which is more than I can say for a lot of other crap they’re showing these days.

I'll be more in depth after christmas, perhaps...  unless getting completely smashed sorts me out