Thursday 16 June 2005

What is it?

Posted on Thursday 16 June 2005. No comments.

I really wish I could put my finger on the cause of what's bothering me at the moment.

I have been feeling preoccupied for over a month now. It's not bothering me much, but the longer I feel like this the more it does seems to bother me. There's a couple of things that might be the responsible, but I've no idea which it is.

For well over a month now, I have been thinking about moving away from Leeds and going to live and work in Reading. I have given it a lot of thought and, whilst it is not without risk, I think I feel pretty comfortable with the idea. I really don't think that it's this that's bothering me.

I've bitten the bullet and taken out a loan to pay off all my debts over the next three years. It's a big committment, but again I'm comortable with it. Money is a bit tight but I'm managing okay, and so I'm sure it's nothing to do with that.

Everything is fine with my job - indeed things are much better for me at work compared with the first four or five months of the year - so there's nothing major bothering me there.

The one thing that always has the capacity to turn things upside down, in a way that nothing else can, is the whole female love interest thing. Whatever is or is not happening there at the moment doesn't feel like it's bothering me, although it has been monopolising my thoughts of late.

Historically, I'm always "different" in June. All of the strangest things I've done, or random decisions I've made, seem to happen in or immediately around this month. I've no idea why. I could put things down to that, but it doesn't feel quite right.

I really can't think of anything else. Either there is something else, or I'm analysing something all wrong. I've no idea. I know that the people who know me best would immediately point to one of the potentials I've mentioned above, but that doesn't really change my thinking. Much.

Fortunately, the great head-clearer that is Glastonbury is less than a week away now. The excitement hasn't really hit me yet, but when I leave on Wednesday morning I'll be bursting!

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