2013 was a year of great change. I was made redundant from a job that I was in for nearly twelve years, and which I hated for nearly twelve years. This allowed me to move from a flat that I had lived in for thirteen years, and had hated for thirteen years. I have always hated London, so took the opportunity to move to a town I really like being in. In London I only had two friends living fairly locally, and no social life of any description. In my new life I have a circle of good friends living locally, and an active social life. In London I got my degree, and a degree-level diploma in music, but never played. Where I live now I play regularly, both on the harpsichord and the piano.
I have only two regrets. Firstly I got a place on a postgraduate musicology degree course, but have not been able to arrange funding. I hope that I will be able to take my place this year. Secondly I have not yet found a job. Again, I intend to sort this out urgently.
I spent much of yesterday at the pub. (No, readers, I did not start partaking of the refreshments until 9pm). During the day I met a good many of the local people I am closest to. Lovely. All the odd bunch were there at the same time. Lovely. I was with my friend who has aspergers at the stroke of midnight. Lovely. It was a fantastic new year's party. People didn't want to sing much so I played anyway. There was a happy atmosphere and people said they had enjoyed my playing. There was a spectacular fireworks display at midnight. Some people took photographs, which I'm looking forward to seeing. I didn't go outside because I'm freaked out by the noise that fireworks make.
I went to bed at 3.40am and got up at 8.30am, having been awake for some time, thinking and thinking, and with my foot tapping. I am very tired but I had such a good time yesterday.
My hope for myself in 2014 is that the psychiatric profession will be able to show me the means to cope better with the things I find most difficult and challenging.
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