Reviewing The Situation

I don't think it's unusual, even if it doesn't constitute the typical mid-life crisis. Truth be told, you don't meet that many people who can honestly say that they are happy with their lives, and many who do are abdicating responsibility via religion. That's to say that, having placed themselves in God's hands, they can only assume, quite genuinely, that whatever shit comes their way is not only God's will, but they deserve it. I'm not saying that I don't deserve my life, but I got here under my own steam, without divine intervention.

Yet as previously mentioned, there is some doubt as to where "here" is. Lovely wife, two fully functional kids, very pleasant standard of living and no sense of purpose whatsoever. This is not solely the absence of a "proper" job. Proper jobs seem to double many people's misery, even when performed in exchange for genuine rewards. I am well, or over, educated so realistically I should be achieving more, contributing more. Selling comics - and even then half-heartedly - is hardly a vocation, but the vocation just ain't there. And anyway, it's too late. If my self-employment has achieved anything, it is to render myself unemployable. I wouldn't employ myself!

Modern Life Is Rubbish ?

So where am I? Lost in Barnwood. Barnwood is a suburb of the fairly fair City of Gloucester, in South West England. If I know that much, how can I be lost? Well, at the risk of being a bit arty-farty, my spiritual compass is adrift. That's not to say that I can't find the drinks cupboard (far from it, in fact). But I have to keep remonstrating with myself for applauding popular tunesmiths Blur for the observation that "Modern Life Is Rubbish". Mine isn't, of course. Not materially. Poor little rich kid, in fact. Well, not rich in a master-of-the-universe city slicker tosspot kind of way, but comfortably provided for without having to do anything very much at all. Thanks for asking.

Told You So

I'd actually managed to forget that I started this, although forgetting is one of my talents so we shouldn't be too surprised. I went to set up a Blog and found I already had one. I could start another, but it would go the same way, and I'm quite happy with the title so why worry? As someone cleverer, or at least more wealthy, once said, "the time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say". But where to start?