It's hard to start when you don't know where to begin, or why to begin. Keeping the blade sharp is easy. Can even be relaxing. It's all about power tools these days though and damn... Can't find the energy source. Batteries are dead. Got no gas. Can't find the extension cord, but I will live at least one more day, so there's that, at least.
Engaging here, or anywhere; not easy for me. I think I've known you for much of that time you mentioned and you always made it clear I was welcome. Makes it a bit easier I guess.
Coming close to nine years here for me. Time to start calling it a decade. Met thousands of great people. Good company. Invested a lot of hours into my work as well, and didn't get anywhere.
Time I'll never get back and people I'll never get to know. But I guess like any tragedy, it's still a good story lol
One day at a time, one foot in front of the other...that's the way it's done.
Yeah, you and I have been in contact for almost all of that time. You know, I recall a conversation we had, I think it was about No-Man or some other fuckassery, and remember exactly where I was when we had it (in my car waiting for an appointment) and I remember thinking, that guy is fucken bonkers in a good way, like me, and that was an awesome conversation. Good times man.
You're a good sort mate, I think it's clear to any who look. I mean, I recall you trying to talk sense into that amirl character (did not damned good though) and you've done the same with others...it smacks of character man, positive character.