Even despite the fact that I was having coughing fits in the middle of the night and I had the Writer beside me, I managed to have a fairly decent sleep last night and I feel prepared to take on this Monday, which is more than I could say for the last Monday and definitely a vast improvement on Friday. Amazing how a good night's sleep makes all the difference to my outlook, really. I think the build-up of sleep deprivation has been getting to me more than I realised, will have to bear that in mind.

I was thinking about folks back home this morning, how little I have missed them... which sound like a horrible thing to say, but I was never the most social person anyway and the friendships which I have forged over the years are by and large too strong to be overly affected by a year's absence. There are those who have bothered to keep up a decent correspondence which keeps me from missing them too much, and there are those who I never expect much of, who I know I will resume friendship with as though no time has passed when I return.

And, there are people here who are there when I need them. I expected to be alone a lot more here, but the opposite seems to have happened, I am more social than before and perhaps it is more necessary than before to be so, just for my own sanity in this crazy country.

Speaking of folks, a couple of notes to my perennial parallel lives people:

Ophelia, I think what you said in this entry is true of some men... there are definitely those out there not willing to give the benefit of the doubt anymore, who believe we are all the same (and your man sounds like he's been around)... but at least he was honest, and that is worth a hell of a lot more than three words. And he's there with you... sounds like he's doing a pretty good job of suspending disbelief, so far.

And cf188, I meant to thank you for this entry, and your email... it looks bad, doesn't it? But it's good to know I'm not alone, it happens. I like how you're sounding these days too.

Okay, must race to work now...

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