Day 23

An early start, too much food and feeling huge.

Day 22

Morning passed me by and then I spent an afternoon with friends..my confidence in blogging is declining as I publish posts that no longer inspire comments or my own self-belief.

Day 21

A lazy and productive day with 24, job applications and much pondering on the future.

Day 20

After a lovely night with a friend, I wake up tired and lethargic, not leaving my bedsit until I return to Glossop in the evening, to say goodbye to another friend who will not return for six months.

Day 19

An awkward morning followed by an afternoon of Alfred Hitchcock and beautiful butterfly cards.

Day 18

An anxious day, a binge and purge, a teary confession to mum and a decision to do something about it all.

Day 17

Cake baking with a friend became a day of enjoyment

Day 16

A return to the warmth is preceded by the possibility of a phd supervisor - exciting stuff to brighten my prospective future.

Day 15

Blogging clarity but worry and panic alone in the flat leading to an uncomfortable evening.

Day 14

Some things done, new hope, but a blogging blunder.

Day 13

I'm sick of this depressive existence, thus I think it's time for action...positive action!

Day 12

I spent some time with friends but let a number rule my day and let my worries push me to the verge of tears.

Day 11

Sometimes we need a formal sense of closure, a ceremony to end one journey so that we may begin another, and these important points bridge gaps between the old and new.

Day 10

Dreams crushed, worries rising, trying to find a way to stem the overflowing tide.

Day 9

Passion for change ignited, a return to a slippery Sheffield, and a fixed light wahay!

Day 8

A day of hunger, boredom and a little fear...

Day 7

Some attempts at reconciliation with my much neglected appetite

Day 6

Some worries surface after Sunday lunch.

Day 5

Casserole blackmail, cyberspace loneliness and wondering where all this is going.

Day 4

A packed train, ducks and a date with Jack Bauer.

Day 3

One comment leads to another.

Day 2

Mission accomplised, but I'm no Jack Bauer.

Day 1

A shadow passed over my sunny snow scene.