Dated 08/12/04 in gareth_adams:
I feel restless, tonight, as if I want to leave London entirely and go walk someplace where it is storming. I want lightning, and thunder, and wind. I want to stir up something, ride a horse or a broom very fast. Walk through the worst part of London and have to deal with ten or twenty thugs--without magic. Without mercy.
I want to do something that takes every last shred of my concentration to do.
I've been reading old SPH posts all day and enjoying myself doing so.
Re the Current Mood--'Nostalgia' means 'pain from knowledge,' I think. But there is no pain in this, only fondness.