It's all just too damned temporary!

That's my most recent conclusion of my lifespan so far. I've come to think of life as an infinite entity to a worrying extent recently. I even had a little crisis over the issue. That's so not me, or at least so I thought.

It all began by being bored at work, as things do. There was a dark cloud hanging over my left temple and it was making too many rumbling noises for my liking. The first bolt of lightning came without a warning, unless you take into account the rain and my blurred vision. Somehow I'd managed to start realising that my life has become a series of temporary events, loosely linked together by the people in them and the non-existing continuity amongst.

This is by no means a revelation of a grander scale. I'm pretty convinced that there are people more capable putting their lives into the brackets of taxonomies than I am but I guess this was the reason the thunder was so heavy.

The only solid thing that has a presence on a daily basis and carries me forward is, you guessed it - Xinola. Of course, there is the family and there's the sun in the sky, well, sometimes. But I treat everything else as a temporary entity - my job, most of the people I know, this two dog town and this nation of... what? Maybe a little continuity would help to blow some of the darkest clouds away?

I'm not a kind of a person that wants to settle down for good. Hell no! A little continuity would still not hurt. Maybe we need to take a huge loan out from the bank. At least we'd be tied to something for a good while. I see no end to this thunderstorm... yet.

However, in the midst of the still gathering and darkening clouds, lightning bolts and torrential downpour, I've come to realise that I need a direction and a change in my life. Maybe my Xinola will take me away from here to new adventures. Maybe that's what I need - a new beginning.

So, some heavy rain and random expulsions of high voltage can make you wonder many things. At least this site serves its purpose in allowing me to continue my whinging.

Finally, I'd like to thank first and foremost Xinola for being there for me and providing the continuity that I need. I'd also like to big up Mick for the fantastic chat we had on Friday evening/night/morning. With a little help from friends... miracles can happen.

Let it Rock!