I hadn't thought of my first Glastonbury festival in years. Then I thought of it in my last post. Then yesterday I bumped into the lodger of my mum's ex, who was camped by us that year. Very cool to see him actually.
I had a brilliant day yesterday. Trained my way over to Bath and did some wine fuelled shopping. I bought an amazing pair of shoes. I've never really been into clothes or shoes; I've spent my life in jeans, trainers and gig t-shirts. Recently though I've been a little manic on the spending front, and bizarre items are appealing to me. I won't actually be able to wear them as I am pretty much unable to walk fullstop at the moment, but hopefully that will change in time for my friend's graduation. There was a massive gap between trains for some reason after 8pm, so I had to spend 2 hours sitting in the station bar. They had Crabbies ginger beer straw promotional hats. I spent some time persuading the bar staff to let me have one. I must have been drunker than I realised as it's very unlike me to accost a stranger in that way, especially when I am on my own. I got the hat though, and proudly paraded it around my local, after knocking on the window to be let in out of hours. At the time, I felt like I had achieved something quite remarkable. It made me feel better about the Carlsberg prizes that are currently available in the local. Every pint gives you a scratch card and the chance to win a t-shirt, or some headphones, or other similar tat. I don't drink pints (anymore!), so I won't win anything, and I felt that I was missing out. So the hat made me feel better.
Today I remembered just in time that I had my telephone brain restructuring. I hadn't done any of the work I was meant to do for it. So I had to make up a whole heap of stuff. There're a lot of forms I'm meant to fill in when I feel anxious about something, and lots of questions to ask myself. It hasn't really been appropriate recently, as pretty much the only thing I think about is how painful my foot is, and worry whether I will ever be able to run again. I'm also thinking of my dead friend quite a bit, but I didn't really want to share that with her as I didn't think she'd understand my non-emotional response, and I didn't really fancy delving deeper into my thoughts. I found it really difficult to concentrate on the call today. I wish it didn't have to be done over the telephone.
The washing machine arrived, and was dealt with while I was out. I haven't used it yet, but I assume it works. It's surprising how different the house feels now. Every time I walk past it I feel slightly disorientated. Like I'm in another person's house.
I feel so tired. I really do feel studied out at the moment. I can't seem to get into the swing of things. It seems this problem arises when a big course finishes. I go all out for the ECA or exam and then the natural response is to crash out. But there isn't really time to because as one course finishes another one is already underway. Maybe I'll pick back up. I just can't get my head around my feelings at the moment. One minute I'm wired and the next I'm exhausted. Right now I'm exhausted.
Coincidences
I hadn't thought of my first Glastonbury festival in years. Then I thought of it in my last post. Then yesterday I bumped into the lodger of my mum's ex, who was camped by us that year. Very cool to see him actually.
I had a brilliant day yesterday. Trained my way over to Bath and did some wine fuelled shopping. I bought an amazing pair of shoes. I've never really been into clothes or shoes; I've spent my life in jeans, trainers and gig t-shirts. Recently though I've been a little manic on the spending front, and bizarre items are appealing to me. I won't actually be able to wear them as I am pretty much unable to walk fullstop at the moment, but hopefully that will change in time for my friend's graduation. There was a massive gap between trains for some reason after 8pm, so I had to spend 2 hours sitting in the station bar. They had Crabbies ginger beer straw promotional hats. I spent some time persuading the bar staff to let me have one. I must have been drunker than I realised as it's very unlike me to accost a stranger in that way, especially when I am on my own. I got the hat though, and proudly paraded it around my local, after knocking on the window to be let in out of hours. At the time, I felt like I had achieved something quite remarkable. It made me feel better about the Carlsberg prizes that are currently available in the local. Every pint gives you a scratch card and the chance to win a t-shirt, or some headphones, or other similar tat. I don't drink pints (anymore!), so I won't win anything, and I felt that I was missing out. So the hat made me feel better.
Today I remembered just in time that I had my telephone brain restructuring. I hadn't done any of the work I was meant to do for it. So I had to make up a whole heap of stuff. There're a lot of forms I'm meant to fill in when I feel anxious about something, and lots of questions to ask myself. It hasn't really been appropriate recently, as pretty much the only thing I think about is how painful my foot is, and worry whether I will ever be able to run again. I'm also thinking of my dead friend quite a bit, but I didn't really want to share that with her as I didn't think she'd understand my non-emotional response, and I didn't really fancy delving deeper into my thoughts. I found it really difficult to concentrate on the call today. I wish it didn't have to be done over the telephone.
The washing machine arrived, and was dealt with while I was out. I haven't used it yet, but I assume it works. It's surprising how different the house feels now. Every time I walk past it I feel slightly disorientated. Like I'm in another person's house.
I feel so tired. I really do feel studied out at the moment. I can't seem to get into the swing of things. It seems this problem arises when a big course finishes. I go all out for the ECA or exam and then the natural response is to crash out. But there isn't really time to because as one course finishes another one is already underway. Maybe I'll pick back up. I just can't get my head around my feelings at the moment. One minute I'm wired and the next I'm exhausted. Right now I'm exhausted.