This week has been strange. If you had asked me what would happen a week ago I’d have said yet another week, albeit my mind going up and down about what to do next work wise. Well Monday PM events took a turn for the better and by Friday I have a new job. My head feels cleansed with the opportunity to be able to drop things and start afresh. It’s only when that happens that you realise just how much things were dragging you down.

I’m in one of my moods where I don’t feel like going to sleep. I get this fairly often, where I feel that sleep is a waste of valuable time and that’s how I feel right now. I wish it would just get to 7AM when I could head into London, grab some breakfast and run the errands I had planned for the weekend. Of course if I were in the city right now I’d probably head to a bar for some drinks or late dinner; sadly Cambridge is boring for that.