So where do you go when you feel that you cannot speak to those around you. I tried speaking my my kids and my missus and it was awkward and well… Not successful. I’ve tried with my friends but they don’t really understand either so I thought I’d try a blog.
Some may call it nostalgic, I say it is living in the past and as much as it pains me to say it as the years have gone by my cynicism, negativity and pessimism have come roaring to the fore and it sits (just) below the surface of who I am today.
I just wanted to document this stuff, just to get it out of my head and onto virtual paper in a way where in the exact opposite of the comedy “Cheers” in this place, WordPress, where nobody knows my name.