So much to do

Weight...

I feel so very heavy right now, like an oil tanker you see at Fawley... It's rather odd seeing as I weigh less now than i have done for the past five years or so.

But it's mostly just mental coupled with a bit of anemia - ha! Tapping anemia into this device gives me amnesia as a word option - if only we had the ability of choosing to 'amnesitise' ourselves? So anyway this heaviness...

t's the complete opposite of the adrenaline and endorphine rush you get when you're excited or falling in love, I remember those feelings, where you feel light as a feather and almost unstoppable. I guess though in a world or is it the universe? Where every action has an equal an opposite reaction, you have to pay for that rush later?

I guess it's no wonder then that you end up with people that turn their backs on possible happiness for the fear of having to pay for it later?

I will not end up like that - I'm too much of a sucker for hugs to end up like that.

I digress, it's the heaviness that is stopping me get up, I remember becoming anemic and depressed in 2002 when the last transplant was failing, it became so bloody difficult just to get up by lunchtime. I must guard against this.

It's just gone eight - time to get up then. Lots to sort out before i leave for Richie hols.