I came across a really interesting quote by someone called Annie Dillard the other day. 'I would like to learn, or remember, how to live.'

Oh I know that feeling! It's so easy to let everyday things get in the way of who or what we feel we are, deep down.

Does anyone ever get to know the real us, I wonder? Do we? Sometimes I look at pictures of myself when I was young, and thing 'Yes I remember her' or occasionally 'That girl is a stranger.'

Parts of me are so different to what I used to be, and yet other parts are just the same.

Speaking for myself I find that I have to have just a small window of time to be myself, every day or I get really cranky. (And believe me, that's not pleasant!) It's a time when I really do remember how to live, and without it I'm as hungry as if I'd not eaten for days.