I was asked by someone on Monday if I was happy, and there was no hesitation in pronouncing that I am, very much so. I have a good life, am surrounded by good people – or at least interestingly awful if they aren’t classically good – enjoy my work, have creative outlets that earn a little money, and am loved in different ways by different people.

Next week brings new challenges, but then so dies every week. For the first time in a while though I’ve just consciously stopped to appreciate the good place I’m in.

Right, back to work…