The past three months have felt like wading through treacle. Work has been… intense. No mental energy at the end of the day. Weekends have been busy. This past week of half-term has been a slow exit from the treacle bath. Not sure I am totally out of it but…

The games continue.

Karameikos tomorrow. Ariadne’s Thread in a week. School Club when we return.

I’ve settled into a period of the most consistent RPG play I’ve enjoyed in years. The prep is doable. The groups are marvellous. The games themselves are in-character as-character emergent Otherworlds. There’s a sense of momentum and progress.

But my mind won’t let me believe that it’s going well. Wading through treacle is tiring. Emotional thinking is strong right now: the sense that I feel bad, so things really are bad. But I know that’s a thought-distortion.

This post is simply to note that experience. It’s about time I posted something.

So there it is.