Holidays are meant to be relaxing, rejuvenating and calming - right? Then how come I feel at odds with everything and grumpy as fuck?
Maybe I am turning into rageboy - but then given the quality of writing he has been doing lately that wouldn't be such a bad thing.
I've been thinking about The Obvious? while I was away and not writing in it. I missed writing but decided I need to write with more heart than of late - it's been getting a bit bitty and geeky.
While away I have been reading lots and loads of ideas are milling around in my head at the moment so when I have laid some of my demons to rest I should be able to set to writing more meaningful stuff than of late.