I'm supposed to be going to a party later and really can't be bothered. All I want to do is curl up in bed and turn out the light. Strange because it's only 7pm and I'm not tired but I guess I'm in one of those moods where I can't be bothered to face happy people. Not that I have anything to be unhappy about...and I've just watched an inspiring DVD called the flying Scotsman but still I feel fed up.

I've felt like this for a couple of days and know that when I read back over this in another few days it will all sound very silly but I can't help feeling unfulfilled at the moment. Like something is missing. Perhaps it's a mid-life crisis ;-)

A rather strange blog to kick off with because I haven't felt so withdrawn for months. I'd try and find out what the future holds except for the fact that I love surprises.

oh well.....