I swear, just a minute ago I had all these things on my mind that I wanted to write about and now I can’t remember what any of them were. :/ I’ve got this brain-lock thing going on again and I find it hard to concentrate on one thing at a time. Too much stuff to think about. A yearning for something but not knowing for what. Excitement tangled in apprehension and dissapointment and fear and joy. It’s the most peculiar thing, feeling excited and depressed at the same time. I guess that’s life eh.

So we’ve hit week 4 in the ‘selling the flat’ project. I miss having weekends to myself, I miss going to the cinema, I miss just being, without having to constantly clean and show the flat. And I really really want to already be in the new flat, doing the garden, ripping out the kitchen, painting… *sigh* And nerves are starting to shatter all around me.

The other night I just had to unpack some of the flashes and take some pictures, I needed a distraction so badly. Unfortunately I can’t arrange proper shoots at the moment so the results are mainly self portraits. Which was bloody awkward as my remote had run out of batteries so I had to use the self-timer and run back and forth. Blah. In any case, it was nice to be creating at least something again. 🙂