I’m going stir crazy in this place all by myself. I’m getting frustrated and bewildered at the cards I’ve been dealt. I can’t find the time to describe the time I’ve been having trying to keep myself entertained and inspired. I have a saving grace and a shoulder to cry on, but there’s nothing there in the middle of the day when I’m going slightly mad at 4 in the afternoon. Maybe I’m gearing up for something huge and this is the calm before the storm, or perhaps this is the lullaby I live in while everyone else is working the week away. Either way it seems I have to find something to occupy my time and carry me through this slow moving, inch worm like motion of a day that is making me wonder what the new moon will bring.