I am not doing terribly well at the moment. I'm sorry I keep needing things from people, or asking for things - I feel sick at the thought of it - but hugs would be much appreciated, and welcome, and so on. It's pretty bad. I don't know why. It's very wearying. I had a lovely evening yesterday and I've had a lovely day today and nevertheless, the lunacy has pounced and refuses to be sent away even with the healing power of tea and gay (well, Merlin).
Thanks. One day I will be worthwhile again, I swear.