One thing with me under stress is that i don’t often recognise it. Well, not until it’s really severe anyway. I like to be involved in a lot of things, i like when things move and happen and i’m part of them. But i don’t really see how this affects me. Not until i take some time off. Which is precisely what i’ve done, because i’m now on summer vacation. I’ve been for a week now.

Today i’ve experienced several things, many of them new. Some new in a meaningful way, some mainly trivial. And in a broader scope of things, mostly trivial really.