I’m back
Dear friends,
Let us not mince words. Times have been very bad. In the course of the past two months, I have experienced the deepest lows of human emotion. I have teetered on the brink of self-destruction, and been pulled back by close friends on more than one occasion.
However, every bad situation brings with it opportunity. The human condition is by its very nature ambivalent; to embrace the future while lamenting the past is fundamental to our nature. Opportunities are thrown at us haphazardly, and at times they can be slippery, whether they be in your personal or professional life. Occasionally, one is hit with a deluge of opportunity, and must make decisions which will affect their life in a big way.
These are the trappings of life. My stated goal is to provide the world with beer and sympathy, a task which has fallen off the radar in recent times. Now, I am back and ready to start with the sad story of the town of Whakatane; temporarily wiped from the face of the internet due to a slight pronunciation-related misunderstanding. Don’t feel downhearted Whakatane, it could be worse: think of all the poor people in Wetwang, England. At least NZ has decent weather.