I’m back! Sorry for the lack of posts over the last couple of weeks. A severe lack of sleep due to a period of high pain with the old CRPS has kept me from my usual routine. It’s still kicking my erse (Scots spelling), but screw it, routines and schedules make me happy.

The point is, I’m back. Well, I was actually back at my desk with a journal post all written up and almost ready to go last week. But, I didn’t have the goal section completed. The reason? I didn’t know what I wanted to achieve this past week.

Hiya folks! Here’s this week’s journal entry, and it’s going to be a swift one. It’s my birthday today (Friday); there’s cake and an obscene amount of washi tape and journal stickers waiting for me to get stuck into (awesome gifts from my beloved Jez).

It’s the last entry for August! Where the hell did the time go? I’ve spent most of it deep underground in the word mines. By the way, the canary down there uses swear words as punctuation fuck it’s contagious.