I guess I got rather heavy yesterday. Although the dilemma remains, I feel a lot more content today. Such issues take years to resolve – indeed, it has been on and off my mind since I was about fourteen – and, as Lyn pointed out, there’s no point rushing it. Anyway, I’m quite content: I have a wonderful girlfriend in Lyn, who fascinates me; I have a great family who support me in everything I do; and I have a great set of friends who are always there for me. Although at the moment they’re just photos on my bedroom wall, I know my friends are just an email away.

However, one thing I certainly am not happy about is the busses. I was over at the main Congleton bus stop yesterday; it turns out that the only accessible busses that run to macc or Crewe may or may not run in the evenings, according to the driver I spoke to. That is, frankly, no good. Without a regular service of accessible busses, I cannot go anywhere. I can’t risk getting on a bus without knowing I’ll be able to get home, so it seems I’m stuck. It’s odd: at uni it felt like the world was my oyster; I felt I could get anywhere – Crewe, Chester, London, – simply because I could go down church road and hop on the 20. but now it feels like my world has shrank to a two-horse town with hardly any pubs and no good clubs. There certainly isn’t anywhere where I feel I could dress up to. It’s true that you never know what you have till it’s gone.

Changing the subject totally, a girl from Onevoice I know is currently very ill in hospital with swine flue. I’m very worried, and my thoughts are with her and her family.