I feel miss-spelt somehow, an uneasy feeling. Like I am not comfortable in my own skin, like there is something in me I want to shake off. There are things I am still unhappy about, things I have not come to terms with. There is so much going on and I am not giving anything deep thought. I am skimming the surface and just lilting through the days. When it hits, I don’t know if I will be braced for the impact. I am now doing what I am best at, shielding. Achievements seem disparaged, life seems ridiculous. I just need to iron things out before the storm breaks for real.