New week, same old shite. Monday means the weekend's Summer Holiday is over before it began. I'm finishing off a short story I started two years ago. Recent events have somehow summoned the energy to bring it full circle, to give it closure. Recent events have given me the focus, the interest to write again. Recent events have encouraged me to question who I really am, and accept what I'm not and cannot do. I am not a ghost. I cannot go backwards. I must push the cart forwards, and not worry about every keepsake I drop along the way.