So now im' turning into an obsessive blogger..What's this now, a cry for attention? Oh no, I thought I was too old for that. But I'll go on, whatever. Maybe I'm simply inspired.

Still having a very surreal week. Making me reconsider my place in the world, the meaning of life, what I want, what I'm doing, and all the usual self-involved existential bullshit. Don't worry it only happens..ummm every other day.

The week also included tripping bus drivers, surprising developments, faces from the past, intense mood-swings, just a bit of sunshine to keep us going..Yesterday I even- no, I'm not saying that. Someone might actually be reading. Let's just say that it was unexpected. And not bad at all.

The conclusion? The future doesn't look bleak anymore. Don't know why or what or how or when, but it's all possible somehow and there's nothing tying me down anymore. OK apart from my typical reluctance to get out of this self-imposed prison of safety and strength and isolation. But once I do there's no holding back.

I know, how more vague can you get? We poor, fucked up, overcomplicated people. Symbolism is the weapon of the powerless. (someone please stop me now!)