The depressive mood I mentioned being in before I left diluted itself into ennui, which I have been experiencing for the past few weeks. I don’t want to say ‘suffering’ because it is, in a way, quite useful. For me at least it encouraged me to dwell on my life and think about important things - what am I doing with my life? What do I want to do with it? What does it matter? And so on. The ennui is gone, but I haven’t quite managed to answer all of the questions yet. Those thoughts I’ll detail in a later entry. So suffice to say I’m happy again and back on BZP!