I haven't written anything for a while mostly because my depression got hold of me.
I seriously don't know what I'm doing with my life at the moment. Job seems like a drag, after work I can't see any point of even doing the washing up. It all just seems a bit pointless.
My husband gave me beautiful flowers today and I was arranging them into two of my vases and it seemed like a natural, calming and really nice thing to do. Maybe I just need some contact with nature?