Day 893

Very depressed and paranoid today. Watched Harry Hill's Fruit Fancies, quirky silent comedy thing.

When I started this diary volume a year ago today I was facing an isolated autumn: I hate to say it but I've quickly got used to having hardly any social contact. This last 12 months feels like it's been going on for years, and the ABC debâcle did a double disservice by raising my hopes and then dashing them again.

I hope this depression lifts soon (could it be all the rain?) as I'm finding it hard to look forward to anything.