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2010-11-25 - 10:08 p.m.

I'm really down today and I don't know why. I don't want to go to work tomorrow, but it's not that bad, is it? I want someone to hold me and tell me it's OK. I feel I'm becoming a child again, somehow. Maybe that's what the therapy is doing.

I think, once this little spate of work is over, that I'll refuse the next lot, and take a holiday instead. I've got money in the bank and no real plans for it, so why not?
"Can you show me a dream?
Can you show me one that's better than mine?"

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