An aging ham ponders life
So with the events of my trip to the UK behind me, and my still aching ego nagging at me, I nursed my wounds for a short while. Then I ended up back at uni, this time as an employee. I got straight back into my theatre work, and resigned myself to the life of... Continue Reading →
Upon my return home, somewhat relieved, but bitterly disappointed in myself, some interesting stories unravelled over the course of a few weeks. First I need to explain one thing before getting to the meat. While I was in the UK, my cat had passed away. He was a gorgeous Russian Blue, and incredibly intelligent. When... Continue Reading →
I had been staying with my grandmother in Mousehole, just outside of Penzance. A small fishing village, but the Penzance city centre was a short walk away, and I went there often. Life was good. I was seeing a lot of the Cornish landscape, and getting familiar with the lifestyle. I was invited to stay... Continue Reading →
After switching my degree from a pure Computing Science degree, to allow me more freedom with selecting electives, I did a year of Theatre Arts. That year, something shook loose inside. I discovered a different side to myself, a side I rather liked. It was playful, confident, unashamed, and funny. The inner clown was released.... Continue Reading →
Well, here we go again. It wasn't long ago that I was inspired to write about my youth and struggles with depression. Now I find I am again surrounded by reasons to continue. In the first part of my journey, I really didn't know what was going on, and certainly didn't accept that I was... Continue Reading →
This weekend has been a rather interesting weekend. First I bump into a friend who tells me they struggle with their Vlog. Please check it out. Something I am very familiar with with regards my blog, having struggled for a long while to find anything interesting in myself to blog about, I can understand the... Continue Reading →
Patience isn't a virtue. It is not something special, nor even notably good or bad. Even according to Christian Values, it isn't a virtue. To quote Wikipedia's entry: While patience is not one of the traditional biblical three theological virtues nor one of the traditional cardinal virtues, it is part of the fruit of the... Continue Reading →
It is quiet inside. There is a serenity within. The static that once persisted, now is notably absent. It is calm inside. There is a stillness there. The waves that once crashed, now are pleasantly subdued. It is empty inside. There is a space between. The muck that once swilled, now is washed away. An... Continue Reading →
I think I have realised something today. An interesting side effect of being someone recovering from depression. It makes you overly sensitive to someone else's. I know I've done it more than once. That is, jump in with unsolicited advice when I get the whiff of a sad emotion, particularly when it rare to see... Continue Reading →
On a completely different tangent, and something a little different in my life, this happened. I loved it. Billy and I chatted like we were good friends. He was a delight to interview. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v8sbHQOOhbI
Reflection of a Ham 