It would be fair to say that my brain is running at 100mph today. I'm shattered, but when I get to bed I can't sleep for all the thoughts running through it and all the new information I'm processing.
Someone I spoke to last night who is training to be a Medium said that although I seem calm and serene on the outside, if I put my finger in an electrical socket I'd get zapped and all my hair would stand on end.
She's not far wrong.
Bex calls it witch fingers, and at the moment she can't seem to go near a computer without something going haywire (a considerable handicap when you work in IT). I'm starting to think that it wasn't a coincidence that the power went out three times while we were drinking in a pub last night.
