Workin’ the railroad

Well that’s me back at work. I’ve been off you see, for a marathon six weeks. That’s almost as long as the time I broke both my arms in a daring bike stunt*.

So why the period of absence? Let’s just say that an enormous amount of bad shit like you wouldn’t believe is happening and I had to be off work to deal with it. It’s a good thing to be back at work though - I need the distraction to stop me from cracking up.

Have you ever noticed that life is unpredictable? I have. It’s a very very good thing that it is, too. For the past six or seven years I have noted with interest that at least one big thing always seems to happen every year that you couldn’t possibly have predicted. It’s a fantastic realisation. It might be something as simple as splitting up, finding someone new, getting a new job, moving to a new house or something devastatingly tragic.

The important thing to notice though, wether it’s good or bad, is that you have no way to know where you’ll be or what you’ll be doing a year from now. Without this simple piece of knowledge then how are you ever expected to cope when a year comes along that dumps all the bad stuff on your lap. Next year, chances are you’ll be unpredictably happier, or dealing with much more interesting problems. Life’s interesting that way.

* - Bike was a mountain bike. And it wasn’t that daring. Nor was it a stunt. And the child I hit was ok.

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