Do you ever get that feeling that you don’t know in what direction your life is travelling?
I get it after big events! It’s my come down I suppose, and with nothing to really look forward to, or sink my teeth into, I easily become bored and slightly depressed.
I am never happy unless I am moving at 100mph, as I am currently lying in bed writing this instead of getting up and ready to take G to school I think it’s fair to say I’m currently going at about 25mph.
There are a few ideas in the pipework and I’m hoping on pulls off, so watch this space for the speed freak to return.