I can't go on, I'll go on.

Good ol' Beckett ...

A real struggle on the new routine.
I have had serious doubts about whether I've made the right decision. 
Last weekend I felt so betwixt and between it felt like being in permanent quicksand and I just cried knowing I'd made a bed that I have to lie in.
More to say but not much time to think or write. One of the crazy things is this phone that goes with it. Bonkers world but at least its handy for a cheeky blip.