the fourth place

So, I went to Peru.

I had a really good time but came back feeling very mixed up. I loved the country and met many friendly locals, almost exclusively make, but came back sad at the oppression of Peruvian women and the poverty that results from that. I lost 5 kilos and my knees still ache but I feel more energised. I missed my girlfriend insanely but our reunion was calm and measured with - initially - none of the tears that welled up for both of us when I left. I'm setting myself new career goals but feel less productive at work even compared to when I left.

And then, there is blogging. I still want to monitor the news, but am perhaps less keen on processing it to the extent necessary to blog. My previosuly waning enthusiasm for progamming and fixing up the blog has now completely dissappeared, but I've been enjoying reading blogs more and in greater variety and have spent hours already marking up and describing my Flickr stream.

I don't think this blog will last much longer, but I think there will still be a time stamped stream of content here - I like having a mental fourth place where everything is centralised and shared. I need more structure, to take away the need for writing prose and I want to take down the long history of cringeworthy postings.

A new start for me means a new start for my blog too.