Thursday, August 04, 2005

Tired. So tired.

I went to see The Free Press at Healey's last night. It was great - they were great - and I was really proud. But of course it meant I went to bed super late and got up early for work.

I thought about breaking my rule and doing a really personal post. But I think it doesn't belong here. Perhaps it belongs in the journal I keep beside my bed - my pen has been aching for use.

I guess I should just say that I've been sad. I don't like being sad.

But I should never underestimate the value of a good, straightforward talk with someone who really listens.

I mean, if you're sad, what do you really have to lose by talking about it? It can only get better...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

what have you got to be sad about. you've got heaps of friends, you've got a very busy personal life, you're always out and about doing something cool and people like me tune in every few days to see what exciting things you've been doing. i dont even know how you could have time to be sad. chin up mate.