the longest season

Ah, all the things I wouldn't post on Facebook.

Not that I'm going to put them here, mind.

I may put more personal things here than there -or perhaps I only think of doing it and never actually do. The post-surgery thing has been heavy in many ways. It is, I'm told, a very common operation but again, I'm told it is not an easy one to get over the after-effects, some of which may be life-changing. Two months on, I'm still having those after effects and some may last a very long time.

Maybe all that, and the futile battle against Shell (Ombudsman ruled in their favour so I s'pose that's the end of the line on that) and the season, the grey days, the cold, the general near-apocalyptic situation (so many people I know have come down with the virus, some seriously), the not seeing my friends, most of whom I have not seen in two years... I've been feeling rather lonely and alone. I know I have friends and people I can rely on but that doesn't feel like it makes a difference. I don't really need anybody near day-to-day, I'm near normal in terms of strength and health other than those after-effects of the op -but that is not how the mind works. Last Saturday when my friends were all at one of two London club nights and a friend had said she would come over and didn't, I was sitting hear listening to Twitch tv streamings and feeling quite alone. This will pass and I know I shouldn't burden people with these things.... and, again, this will pass.

Will go back to short guitar videos and book reviews shortly. You all stay safe and well.