I feel like my laugh is a little louder this week and my voice is a little stronger. I've spent the late evenings in the garden with my housemates or on the phone with friends.
Mornings are daunting still with another whole day to spread itself out hour by hour ahead of me, but plans are forming around the edges of my weeks and I feel able to look towards them.
I wish all the voices on the phone were people really here. I wish a lot of things in the evenings after work.
Next week will be better I think.