I've been on leave for a week and a half. We've had a holiday in a caravan for a week but came back on Saturday. It won't stop raining. I've hurt my foot so I can't run - can't even walk. I'm on citalopram but I feel like I am getting back to square one. I need some frigging space! I think I know why men need their sheds
I am some kind of anti-social freak Why do I need my own company so much. And why when I love my DC do I yearn to get aways from them?