It seems extremely odd to me now that I spent Tuesday morning talking about affirmation, positive thinking and all kinds of other methods of managing or developing oneself, and actually managed to get beyond my vague unease with the American-style self-helpism to feel quite bright. Since then, I've tumbled in freefall through the rest of a week where it seems people are determined to wreck everything and my chances of controlling the descent are worse than nil. I don't even think I'm entirely the intended target - more collateral damage perhaps?
Most disturbingly it feels like history is repeating itself for me. Horribly however, this time I can see it unfolding. I can't even claim blissful ignorance as a defence. Perhaps this is actually the business-end of an acute, rather cynical paranoia developed over ten years as a Local Government Officer? Or perhaps its the end of that whole sorry business?
Lost::MikeGTN
I've had a home on the web for more years than I care to remember, and a few kind souls persuade me it's worth persisting with keeping it updated. This current incarnation of the site is centred around the blog posts which began back in 1999 as 'the daylog' and continued through my travels and tribulations during the following years.
I don't get out and about nearly as much these days, but I do try to record significant events and trips for posterity. You may also have arrived here by following the trail to my former music blog Songs Heard On Fast Trains. That content is preserved here too.
