Itch

I've had my head deep in the Honours world for so long that I've put aside many of my regular itches.

Not just Honours either. I've just had such an explicit focus that so many other things have fallen by the wayside.

I almost lost myself for a minute. But upon reflection I find I'm strangely more grounded. I'm stressed as fuck and I can barely remember what I'm supposed to be doing when I'm doing it, but at all times I can see a light at the end.

Today I went to get my second coffee and said something stupid to the staff at the cafe. We all had a laugh, then I read an article about how to taste beer, which I'm practicing right now.

I fixed a whole lot of little things later, which took away some writing time today but set me up for the next fortnight. 

I also agreed to socialise tomorrow night.  A huge exhalation of relief descended, and I wrote 700 good words.

I had a pleasant shift at work too, cracking polite jokes and just being.

One itch scratched. More to come.

In the meantime, have a look at this:

http://museumgeek.wordpress.com/2013/05/03/rethinking-why-immersive-theatre-is-compelling-it-might-not-be-the-immersion-after-all/