This afternoon may have been the beginning of the end for me. I did something I've never done before. I took the first tentative step down the slope that leads to the abyss.
I have wanted to for a long time, but until now I've exercised some self-control. The lockdown though, it affects us all differently, and for me it's eroded my defences.
Which is how I found myself at the counter in a stationer's, handing over several hundred Hungarian forints in exchange for a bottle of green ink.
Yes, green. Is there any way back?
If there is, do I even want to take it?
Green is the new black: