A lot has changed since I started this blog, as you read you’ll see it grow as I have. It reads like a mural, happiness, pain, suffering and all the integral parts of the human experience. There was a time when I was younger and more self assured, thought I had it all figured out.
You get to a certain age and think you have it all figured out until life surprises you and knocks you on your ass. You learn that even most adults have no fucking clue what they’re doing. You come to the realisation that you still have a lot to learn.
Despite my efforts to be more open I’m still a misanthrope at heart, I’ve come to hate behaviours more than individuals. Barring my burning hatred for Bono of U2. I’m finding it easier to be open with people or it seems so.
I’ve reached a point in my life where I’ve loved and lost too many people; lost to death and even life itself. I’ve learned to let go, I’ve had to. If you go in with zero expectations you can’t really be disappointed.
I’ve learned that life isn’t kind and doesn’t wait. That time devours all things and so much more. Every lesson was painful but everything that brought me to this point, this strange time in my life, was worth it. It’s time for a new chapter.
Let’s turn the page, shall we?
Nomad soul and author of this blog.