I'm really tired, but actually relaxed for once in my life. I'd forgotten what this feels like. I got home really goddamn late because the Universe is dumb and I was tired but I scrubbed out the bathtub anyway then ran some hot water, dumped in some lavender stuff that was my selection as 'Least dumb sounding bubblebath 2007', got in the damned thing and had a bath, probably the first one I've had since leaving Ballarat in 1999. I'm not used to being buoyant. It's a weird sensation.
While I was in the bath I drank a beer, the first one I've had in a month. When I got out I felt heavy, really bloody heavy, which was weirder than feeling buoyant. I've gotta do crap like this more often. It makes the pains of the previous week seem much more insignificant.