Post holiday trauma

It's always the same after a period away from normal life, when you return, everything feels tougher than it was before you went away.
A holiday, far from making you feel refreshed and renewing your enthusiasm for life, serves only to show you a life that you can never have. This is the scourge of the working classes.

Essentially this small depression in the normal flow of life at elementary recordings is the result of a break from the norm. Such a great time was had by all that no one wanted to come back. This glimpse of how the other half live is sitting like a tonne of bile in my gut this week, and I am sickened by that laughing, drinking, swimming, dancing, sweating man I was last week, he seems to stick two fingers up at me now as I sit behind this desk with nothing but a mirage of memories.

This is worse than New Years Day.

Remember this: never go on holiday. Next year I have decided I am not going to come back.