What am I doing here?

It's stupid o'clock in the morning, I'm sitting at my computer having had a 4hour cyberchat with JP. It was as good as always, but it's half three in the morning. Madness.

Ok, it's been a while since I've written here and I've had something of an eventful year including one time-consuming job and one time-consuming relationship. Both are now over and although I feel lighter, it's the sort of uncomfortable, unbalancing lightness that you feel after you've been carrying a heavy rucksack for ages until you get used to the weight. When you take it off, your body isn't used to the lightness and inadvertently propels you forward in a strangely organic act of compensation of weight distribution.

I've moved back home. Back to the big smoke; back to the family fold and I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm supposed to be looking for a job. I've got a degree. I've got work experience. Despite the fact that my family and all my oldest friends are here, I don't really feel like I'm here, y'know?

Maybe that's why I'm awake at 03.36 on a Wednesday morning. Just to see what I'll do about it.

...Probably should just go to bed. It is getting rather late...