Sunny Bank Holidays are a welcome surprise, and I made the most of it with a pleasant walk through Cambridge and a drink with a friend. It’s a pleasure to spend an afternoon chatting with somebody who’s pleasant, open and interesting.

I came home and had a delicious roast chicken prepared by Alfred, and watched Spirited Away on DVD, another of those Japanese animated morality tales that he enjoys so much.

I’m not feeling in the best of humours at present. My friends and family all see me as being successful, relatively well-off, motivated and surrounded by friends and a loving partner. I live and sleep worrying, agonising about problems. The ill-health of loved ones, difficulties in growing the business (always one step forward, one step back) and my own emotional malaise. I’ve also realised that, despite having so many people who care about me, I have, at this moment, no one to speak with. In any case, from others’ perspective, such introspection is an inconceivable self-indulgence in one so 'blessed'. I guess I’ll have to learn to stop moaning. Do other people ever manage to overcome the myriad paper cuts in life? In my case, they just accumulate and seep, without ever really healing.

Posted by nathan at May 5, 2003 10:56 PM

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