2.5 weeks down, only THREE days until i get to sit next to you again. So much reconnecting to do; so much to say.

Now that relentless pain thing i had going on has been dampened down a whole lot, i feel like my head is clearing some too. Like i'm getting a bit of sanity back. I think you'll notice things. I'm walking a bit taller (well, as tall as a shortie like me can), my face is less pale and drawn, I actually smile and MEAN IT sometimes. And i'm being a bit kinder to myself. Because i can, because some of the fog has lifted and my brain is working better.

Last year was such a mess (tho', in pandemic terms, nowhere near as bad for us as pretty much anywhere outside NZ) and therapy - and you - bore the brunt of it. I'm not making any promises, either to you or myself, but i am aiming to do some things differently this year. Even more so, i'm well enough to do some things differently this year. And that feels like a really good starting point.