I've been irritating myself quite a bit lately, and questioning my own state of mind-but not in a bad way. I'm taking stock of my own behaviour and trying to assess what it means, is it normal, am I just eccentric or is there more to it than that. I've become so self-aware that I don't know if it's reality or if somethings become a self-fullfilling prophecy.
This is all founded in something that happened earlier this week, and is not as scary as it may seem on screen. I suppose I just need time for self-reflection and to consider all the possibilities.
The rest is waiting. Grrr. Hate waiting.