Therapeutic

There are times when keeping a blog, or I guess a journal of any sort, can be usefull. I don't really have a great memory so this almost daily record of thoughts, events and ephemera can be a perfect aid de memoir.

Birthdays always make me introspective. I woke up in a pretty negative mood this morning. All Waah! Woe! Woe, I say! I'm old! Thinking about the past year, and feeling like it was a year where I really didn't achieve much at all. A year of marking time.

But here's the thing. I just had a quick cruise back through a few months of my archives from last year and had to smile. I was reminded of all the fun of the past 12 months, the successes, all the good times that seem to have been briefly forgotten this morning.

As it turns out I've provided myself with a pretty good antidote here. And a part of that, a big part of it, are the comments many of you leave. The funny, the encouraging, the sometimes deliciously crazy and a couple of times even a bit flirty! There's no party without guests, let's face it.

And you're cheaper than therapy. :)