Me.

I've had the most amazing year. I still have moments of painfull self-examination, but these are about the person I am now, not the person that I shed around this time last year. I am mentally and physically healthier than I have ever been in my life. I even have a very interested and interesting young man pursuing me. It is about obviously more than an imploding relationship, but this poem on the Ambulance Driver blog perfectly encapsulates my experience:

Invictus, by William Ernest Henley:

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

Mea Culpa

I am a Very Bad, No Good Blogger.

I'm still alive and very, verrrrrrry Busy.

Between Hashing, Karate and everything else, I just drop when I reach home. The last thing I want to do is struggle to write something meaningful and witty.

I'm fine and quite happy, see yall round when I have more time on my hands.