It turns out that my last blog was quite cathartic (in the medical sense) so I am no longer sulking.
That sulk didn’t last long. I very much appreciate the feedback and support from my usms friends on this matter. Thankyou all for helping me feel like less of a freakish b*&^ch.
I’m still buzzed and on the couch 2 hours after returning home from a very late and therapeutic swim with my friend Sue Appleyard (thankyou Sue for swimming with me!). I might be tired, but the kids are asleep, the dog’s head is in my lap, and I’m working on a pencil thin moustache. Perfect.
Here’s a live version of Nightswimming by REM. I play this over and over every time I swim at night. Enjoy.
