I went out for a jog this morning, because I couldn't sleep - in fact, I stayed up the whole night. Since I was too busy puffing around the block, I didn't notice how beautiful NZ actually is when the sky's all grey and cloudy. I did try to stop once or twice, but as soon as I did I ran out of breath, so I normally just kept going. Strangely, after that, my right leg developed twinges of restlessness.

Now reaccessing the resources I'd lost on the trip, I've been working to regain the creative surges I'd had on the trip. Unfortunately, now I'm back, I'm falling back into the same-old, same-old... and that's bad.

One more day to the re-orientation of school. Yippee. (Take that as you will.)