Older, but no wiser
Andy Borrows' musings on life and all its confusion, contradictions, richness and opportunities
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
“This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.”
- George Bernard Shaw
I’m being a feverish, selfish little clod ailments and grievances at the moment – and as a result feeling rather disgusted with myself - which is the main reason why it’s been very quiet here lately. I’d love to be used for a mighty purpose, but… but there I go again, finding a “but” to get in the way of any positive thinking.
Things I want to talk about:
- Why I changed the title of this blogWhen I can find a way to talk about any of these without whining, I’ll do so. But at the moment every strand of thought leads down a route that feels self-obsessed, which is not somewhere I want to go, either here or in private.
- Whether to quit counselling
- Big changes at work (I still don’t know whether I’ll have a job here or not)
- Whether to search for a dream
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