Not dead, just feel like it
The lack of posts here is due to the fact that my brain is being eaten alive by all things search. It’s a good thing, overall, but not in terms of updating this blog.
I was telling Jim Treacher last night about getting lost with my work boys in Spain last week, at 2.30 AM, just off the “Highway of Death”, as they call that particular unlit, treacherous road. It was an experience I’d avoid, given the choice, especially with a 6 AM wake-up call the next morning for a full day of work and travel. But in describing it to Jim, I realised that it was actually hugely enjoyable, I couldn’t stop laughing, and how many people can say that they’ve tried to break into a stranger’s villa (”Hey, no wonder the key isn’t working!”) at 3 AM and lived to tell the story? Lucky me.
That pretty much sums up my life right now: In the moment, most of it isn’t a laugh a minute, but upon reflection…Well, it’s still not a laugh a minute, but it’s all good. I can sleep when I’m dead.
(Thank you also to Antoine for putting up with my lack of presence at home these days. I expect that’s actually quite a treat for him, but I appreciate his tolerance no less than if it weren’t.)
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