I recognize that the rather ... artsy ... references I’ve already thrown at you, dear reader, runs the risk of ‘painting’ (erk) this blog as a somewhat airy-fairy, art-farty, conceited affair - but please, do bear with me! I'm almost positive it will be worth your time. Almost. In any case, let me suggest that you take up your tea cup (or your whiskey flask, if such is your wont), put your feet up (should they be wearied), and relax - while I take you upon a little sojourn that shall (I hope) serve as sufficient introduction to my humble, newborn blog.
This space, my canvas (if you will), shall be a place for me to reflect upon the various preoccupations that bless (and plague) my waking life - from my work (as a therapist), and my hobbies (too numerous to bracket), to the charming (yet vexing) personalities and events that fill up my life. It may become a tad random at times, dear reader, but it’s my hope that you can keep up with the meanderings of my mind, and the ramblings of my writing, and garner yet some small parcel from the foibles of my convoluted life.
Expect to hear from me on the state of the government, the economy, and on commerce! Expect me to ramble (perhaps incessantly) on popular culture, television, and film! Do not be shocked, dear reader, should I delve into the murky (or at least, nerdy) waters of gaming - and, indeed, the industry thereof. Be not too taken aback, either, should I pontificate on the vexations of both family and clients. On all of these topics (and more) I shall no doubt write with some passion, as I struggle to make sense of the whirling colours of my (often quite mad) little world. I pray you enjoy the trip!
Alas, for now, fate has conspired to send me once more into the trenches of this charming maelstrom I call life. I have a meeting with a roguish old client of mine. A kindly fellow. Kindly, yes, but also quite mad, I’m sorry to say. He was once wholly convinced that a skunk was caught in the ceiling of our practice. I assured him that it was not our routine to use odourous woodland creatures in such an uncivilized fashion, but he would not be told. Stubborn fellow. Used to sell flowers.
Ahem.
As you ponder that particular nugget of (shall we call it) wisdom, my dear reader, I must (for the time being) bid you adieu. I’m sad to leave you so soon, I am - but rest assured - I will be back before too long!
Until such time I will remain, with cautious neurosis,
Morgan D.