Although of course, it’s afternoon as I write this. (TTBM Points for anyone who can identify the subject title without Google.) Really hard to put things into words today, but I’m a writer, dammit, so I’m going to try my best.

Last night something ended. Tomorrow something new starts. So today, I’m sat between these two places. It feels like a layover, a long wait at a point of potential departure. I should be sitting outside a general store, next to a bus-stop in a dusty small town in the American Midwest, squinting down the road, wondering when the Greyhound’s gonna turn up. Instead I’m where I always am, even if it’s just metaphorically; in my writer’s space, coffee to hand, fingers moving, brain trying to unravel how I feel and turn it into something worth writing down.

I’m quite aware that the tone and content of this blog has gotten very personal in the last couple of weeks, although I hope you’ll indulge me. The traffic has reverted to almost exactly ‘pre-redundancy’ levels, so I don’t think I’m talking to anyone here who wasn’t interested in my ramblings before… and possibly, is now more interested than before. Either way, I say this almost by way of apology, because I sure as hell don’t intend for this blog to become a purely navel gazing, self-obsessed piece of narcissism. Well, no more than it already was….

Honestly though, this helps a lot. Writing always has. This is sort of therapeutic for me. So excuse me for a minute while I communicate with my inner child.

Ohhhhmmmmmmmm….

There, that’s better. So: the reality is right now I know that if I pause, things go bad. (That’s why today has been a bit maudlin and a bit hard to deal with. Right up until last night, I was busy, either with getting ready to leave, leaving, or having our party; and more on that in another post.) Therefore, I’m trying to continue being busy, whether it’s with tiny tasks like gradually re-arranging and re-ordering our second bedroom, or slightly bigger tasks like trying to figure out what to do next with my life.

As you might imagine, re-arranging and re-ordering is a little easier to handle at the moment.

Anyway. There’s plenty to do… and there will be plenty to see, plenty to talk about. I’ll get to it. If you’re interested, then you’re welcome to join me for the ride. As they say…

If this taxi is for hire

I’ll get in the back

Just to feel the friction of the tarmac

And the tyres….