So it's the first day of the rest of the year.

I'm feeling quietly confident that this will be the year for me. That it will be more good than bad. That I'll keep moving forward, slowly but surely. As long as I don't get over-enthusiastic. Excess enthusiasm is a recipe for falling into a big pit of despair. My emotional responses are over the top, so the more I practice regulating them, the better. It's going to be a great year!

My sister is out of hospital and recuperating at home.

It's getting late, I'll post more tomorrow.