The very fact that I am even thinking about this stuff means that I am settling down again. I'm sleeping properly, eating properly, and generally taking a healthy interest in my surroundings. Most tellingly, my urge to procrasto-craft is finally abating. Shame really, as I almost had enough yarn spun to knit a scarf...(how do you show wry humour in words these days? I refuse to use smilies in a blog).
Anyway, I had a very interesting chat with my new housemate last night, and yesterday I found an excellent website about people who have trodden this path before me. I'm also reading Terry Pratchett's latest book, Wintersmith, and loving his irreverent and eccentric approach to life.
