I could publish one of my 312 draft posts but why bother. I had a seriously stressful day yesterday. Today was slightly better, but only slightly. I still haven’t made up my mind about work. Should I stay or should I go (wasn’t that a song by the clash??). I am so crap at making decisions. I think on my gravestone they should put she liked to wing it through life & see where it took her,. It’s took her nowhere. I like ever decreasing circles I guess. On reflection I should have perhaps published one of those 312 drafts. I think the thinking part of my brain has skipped out. I’ve been here,. I’m okay, your okay. It’s all good. O & obviously the title is from a song. Goodnight.