Wow, 17th July, the date of the last entry. It's been months. Such a pity to let it lie fallow but such an effort to get an entry together.

Plus I actually had something I wanted to write, then I lost that train of thought.

Life's good/bad. Tiring, to say the least. Always tired, always feeling drained. Looks like this is what's supposed to be for some time to come.

Besides that, just seeing reasons to be unhappy at every happy event. I think I'm seriously wired the wrong way.

But who cares? Life goes on.