Tricky place to find myself. So in the last few weeks my mood has improved considerably. New prospects, I'm writing again, made a little money. All good things.

Bad things. I've been struggling with my sleep recently. Admittedly, I'm trying to lie to myself by telling myself that the hundreds of ideas I've had are OK and everyone thinks like that. Truth be told, I'm about this close to going out and getting smashed out of my face on booze or just something to slow these amazing ideas down. It bothers me more that I know I would need little convincing to go ahead with this.

Speech is fine. Sat here just pissed off about something, whatever that is.

I've asked others to keep an eye out on me which does sound like the smartest thing I've done all week. Probably nothing but better to be sure.