So this is it then. My last journal entry for a while. Possibly ever.
The last couple of days I've sat down and done a lot of thinking and realised I need to get my life sorted out. To this end, I've decided to go anonymous in a few days and quietly let my account expire come December. Basically, there's a lot of very bad stuff going down in my life at present. Stuff which, to be honest, I'm not comfortable talking about even in the relaxed environment of SG. And I'm not the sort of bloke who can go about pretending on an online journal that everything's okay when it quite obviously isn't. So to this end, I think it's best that I quietly get my coat and step outside into the cold of the real world.
In the event that I don't come back, it's been a largely fun two and a half years on here. I've met some good people, had some good times and hopefully I'll stay in touch with a few of you outside of this site. I just think that, more than anything, now is the time to move on and sort my life out while I've still got enough focus to. Already in the last few months I've realised where things need changing and now I need to focus myself to bloody well get those changes made and stop simply talking and theorising about it. Or, to put it possibly a touch harshly, "if SG now is my life, maybe it's time to get a real one".
I wouldn't rule out me coming back some time in the future and hopefully if and when I do it'll be under happier circumstances than at present. Till then, take care of yourselves aye?
Yorkie
It's A Very Deep Sea
I keep on diving till I reach the ends
Dredging up the past to drive me round the bends
What is it in me that I can't forget?
I keep finding so much that I now regret it
But no, on I go down to the depths
Turning things over that are better left
Dredging up the past that is gone for good
Trying to polish up what is rotting wood...
Something inside drags me down again
Diving not for goblets but tin cans
Dredging up the past for reasons so rife
Passing bits of wrecks that once passed for life
But I keep on diving till I drown the sea
For things not even worth mentioning
Perhaps I'll come to the surface and come to my senses
But it's a very deep sea around my own devices...
(The Style Council, 1988)
The last couple of days I've sat down and done a lot of thinking and realised I need to get my life sorted out. To this end, I've decided to go anonymous in a few days and quietly let my account expire come December. Basically, there's a lot of very bad stuff going down in my life at present. Stuff which, to be honest, I'm not comfortable talking about even in the relaxed environment of SG. And I'm not the sort of bloke who can go about pretending on an online journal that everything's okay when it quite obviously isn't. So to this end, I think it's best that I quietly get my coat and step outside into the cold of the real world.
In the event that I don't come back, it's been a largely fun two and a half years on here. I've met some good people, had some good times and hopefully I'll stay in touch with a few of you outside of this site. I just think that, more than anything, now is the time to move on and sort my life out while I've still got enough focus to. Already in the last few months I've realised where things need changing and now I need to focus myself to bloody well get those changes made and stop simply talking and theorising about it. Or, to put it possibly a touch harshly, "if SG now is my life, maybe it's time to get a real one".
I wouldn't rule out me coming back some time in the future and hopefully if and when I do it'll be under happier circumstances than at present. Till then, take care of yourselves aye?
Yorkie
It's A Very Deep Sea
I keep on diving till I reach the ends
Dredging up the past to drive me round the bends
What is it in me that I can't forget?
I keep finding so much that I now regret it
But no, on I go down to the depths
Turning things over that are better left
Dredging up the past that is gone for good
Trying to polish up what is rotting wood...
Something inside drags me down again
Diving not for goblets but tin cans
Dredging up the past for reasons so rife
Passing bits of wrecks that once passed for life
But I keep on diving till I drown the sea
For things not even worth mentioning
Perhaps I'll come to the surface and come to my senses
But it's a very deep sea around my own devices...
(The Style Council, 1988)
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stgeorge:
Take it easy mate, hope things work out for you and you can find yourself back sometime. Cheers pal.
syer_lps:
Hey Hey you take care matey and i'll see ya in the pit 