Oh dear. I mean, I know days like today come along. I also know they go. I’ll be fine, but today has been a proper struggle. I feel drained. Physically exhausted. I feel foggy and sore and my eyes are burning. I feel weak and I feel irritable. I’ve been relatively happy; that’s the strangest thing about this stupid disorder. I’m not sad. I’m depressed. I’m having a depressed day. It’ll pass…
…I’m going to start using this blog for more personal posts again, I think. It’s mine, after all. You don’t have to read it. You probably aren’t, are you? I could say “fuck” and nobody would know. FUCK. see? Anyway. As you were.
Russell T Davies’ latest powerhouse of a show, Years And Years, reaches what promises to be a thrilling conclusion next week. The last five weeks have been a terrifying and eye-opening ride through a possible (and plausible) near future. A family saga that goes forward at breakneck speed.
It’s a wonderful show, full of great performances and surprises aplenty. Once the series ends next Tuesday I’ll recap and review the whole first run. If you haven’t seen it, I highly recommend you catch up on BBCiPlayer as soon as you can.
Game Of Thrones has ended (disappointingly? I never watched it) and there’s a big TV-shaped hole in the lives of people about to eat them up. May I suggest that the people who need a new show shift their attention to Westworld? The first two seasons are out there, waiting to be experienced. The third season is on its way in 2020. Take a look at the trailer above. Starring Breaking Bad’s Aaron Paul, the trailer gives us a glimpse of the “real world” and a very brief look at what our favourite antihero, Dolores Abernathy, may be up to in it.