Happy New Year

Well 2004 is finally over and I am back thanks to my friend Melissa.

Charles VI of France used to have annual bouts of what was called his summer madness. While no one I know thinks they are made of glass and that people coming to close will break them, summer does seem to have an interesting effect on those around me. It seems to be something to do with the long empty days. Too much time causes people to think too much, re-evaluate their lives, and more often than not they don't like what they see. I used to be perfectly happy in the summer holidays. Day in day out of essentially doing nothing honestly suited me just fine. Now it seems my friends are rubbing off on me and I am going stir crazy. Damn Them.

I often try to pass myself off as being chronically indecisive. Deep down I know thats not true anymore and that I am just holding on to the vestiges of who I used to be. The only reason I have realised this is for the first time in a while I am trying to get to know soemone from scratch, with no comforting group to fall back on when the conversation dries up. Its not as easy, I find myself reverting to old habits and then mentally kicking myself. Perhaps my resloution for 2005 is to stop with the masks completely instead of just 98% of the time. I never make resoloutions though so maybe not.