I've had a wonderful few days over the weekend relaxing, playing piano, seeing friends and even doing a bit of stand up (if you can believe it!) but as I stand now on the precipice of 5 long days of work, I feel as insecure as ever. When does it end? But I guess without these moments to propel us forwards, life would be one never-ending moment of ecstatic boredom. You need a bit of grit in there for texture!