Today has been a day of ups and downs.
Music has got me through the daylight hours; it’s been a little turbulent, but then I guess this is what happens when you suffer from strange mood swings. It felt good to get my nose buried in work earlier on in the day. It was even pretty fun sitting on my own in the studio listening to the wonderful classics that Smooth Radio play.
This evening though, hasn’t been as good. I came home with every intention of doing some University theory work. Instead I sat on the sofa staring at the blank word pad open wondering how to start.
I know that as soon as I get my fingers dancing on the keyboard I’ll be fine, it’s just starting the dance.

I’ve also been missing my fictional husband a fair amount as well, as crazy as that sounds. It has been far too long since Johnny spoke to me, so I am going to go on a hunt and see what hole he has crawled into and dig him out of it later. I miss my War Vet and while I can understand that sometimes he needs to have his time alone; he needs to understand that I have needs as well.

And as the direct result of this blog post and feeling that missing feeling, I brought myself a Rambo poster and Mug… Thank you consumerism!!