Silver plating on a cheap spoon...
I woke up this morning with the windows and curtains open and light streaming into my bedroom and I felt completely elated and comfortable. An hour later I'd been thinking about friends and their careers and how I feel at the moment - essentially redundant, under-utilised, continually tired, like the edge and fire have been slowly rubbed away like silver plating on a cheap spoon. I don't want to go and see my friends - I don't really want to go outside - and I'm getting less able to smile with people who are getting on with their lives.
