I've said before, but where's the time going? It feels like a rollercoaster ride that you're completely out of control of. I've a million things building up at home, loads to get on with at work, and yet it feels I've not really sat down and looked at what's been happening. And then, I blink, and it's 6 months gone.
Christmas is around the corner, the commercial nature of the season ramming itself down your throat.
I'm opening my whiskey now, a drink to remember, reminisce of good times gone. I might not be in work tomorrow, depends on how much of this bottle evaporates in the direction of my mouth...
