The closest I get

To seeing any constellations is the arrangement of crystals into my star sign on the front of a notebook a dear friend bought as a birthday gift this year.

It sits by my computer, pristine - it is too pretty to sully with my untidy scrawl .

Am knackered, despite being knocked out every night for a good 8 to 9 hours. Have not had a good day pain wise. Locked myself in the ladies loo to hide from everyone for ten minutes. Reverting to the kind of breathing they teach you to get through labour pains and then remembering that it was bollocks back then just as it is now! I wonder if I can have a supply of gas and air for days like these?