Tank Empty

The emotional rollercoaster these days. Whee, ride the ride.

The good is that I'm off to London, England on Thursday for a little over a week. I have never been to Europe, and happen to be a slightly obsessive English history geek. So, traveling to London is one of my tightly held little dreams to be fulfilled. lisew and I will be staying at a friend of hers, which frees up money for experiences. I'll be meeting alasdair there as well, which will be an interesting experience, after knowing him for a decade or so prior to meeting. It's going to be an interesting trip, with plenty of typical tourist stuff, but hopefully done in an atypical way.

DexCon was highly successful. Everyone seems to have had a great time, and lots of people were very excited to have been there for the first time. I love new people at DexCon. It does my heart good to see new faces mingling with the old. As well, I think the workshop turned out to be the best ever. The stories are very solid.

Let's see. Been battling depression a bit the last month. Just lots of stuff going on, things out of my control and yet I'm the instigator of... just very tired emotionally, like I never get a chance to recharge. Instead, I go from dead to wired directly into the reactor and then switched off again.

Scars on the heart. I remember writing that down a week after JB left and putting it on my monitor. Every morning, I'd sit and look at it, wondering what I really meant. Was it the after-effects of healing, or a perpetual wound that would never be whole again? Maybe it means that anything getting in has to go through that scar tissue first, so it's harder, takes longer... I don't really know.

Unfortunately for her, JB's had a bit of a crap week too. Go over to her journal jbmcdragon and say nice things to her.