Letting the Sun Shine

There are a lot of things I can live without, but writing is not one of them. And this silence on my part, which quite frankly has not been a by my choice sort of thing but more because my Internet company can't seem to get anyone in house to come fix the problem at my house type of problem, has made me getting a word in edgewise absolutely impossible.

And believe me when I say that there are lots of things I have to say. Including some things I wish I could say, and some I know I just can't say, but oh so desperately need to say to get to some sort of level playing ground of existence.

And if after more than a month away you don't understand anything I just wrote, let's just come to the agreement that you and I, we have more than a lot of catching up to do.

A full blown discourse of a discussion on how I repeatedly find myself in odd situations at a complete loss for what the hell it is I'm doing. And it's no wonder I spend a lot of time smacking myself in the head when no one's looking...

At the moment however I'm not sure what I have to say for myself other than, "Ooops."

But that's a story I've got to save for another time when I (a) have more time and (b) figure out a way to tell it without (c) causing anyone, including myself, any trouble.

Not to worry though... I am an expert at making a mountain out of a molehill and the good news, should anyone be wondering if there might be any, is nothing illegal though something far exceeding my kind of normal happened.

Seriously, I should be a politician after saying all that... I mean really, how can a person say so much and nothing at all, all at the same time?

It's a gift...

In other news, I'm happy to say that my gym commitments is still going strong. Strong enough in fact that I get up before the sun rises and make my way out the door to put in a few miles before starting my day.

I can't believe it's come to this, but I can honestly say I like it. I like challenging myself to do more than I ever thought I could do a few months ago. And I like seeing progress. And it doesn't hurt that there's some seriously nice eye candy every once in a while to distract me from keeping a close eye on just how many more miles I've left to go.

But what I like best is the me I'm becoming again. Everyday I'm a little bit more of the me I remember and not the me so many outside influences and disturbances had over time forced me to become.

It's like being free.

And all those things I thought once mattered, well maybe they just don't matter quite so much anymore.

Stay tuned my faithful readers!