The limits of a blog

Blogging has its limits, as I'm finding out in capital letters this week. A bunch of things have happened that are too sensitive to air in public. But trust me, another couple of kicks have been dealt out the last days. Before anyone assumes the worst I should say that the impact of the kicks is, hopefully, largely emotional. But today I have been completely knocked sideways by some news that I had this morning, to the extent that I've been non-operational and very upset all day. Sounds a bit wimpy stated like that, but yeh, it's also accurate.

Part of my strong reaction is because it feels like another 'story' is about to start. Now, I have received assurances that this is not the case, but still, given our experiences during the last years it's difficult to give bad news the best interpretation. I thought, hoped, that Kay's death would be the very last chapter of difficulty in our lives. But I suppose that that's the definition of false hope. Or maybe not, we'll see.

To neutralise my shock and occupy my brain I've subjected myself to back-to-back episodes of "Reggin Perrin" this afternoon, both the new series. For those not in the know, this is a comedy series about a business executive going through mental meltdown/midlife crisis. It's very funny but in a way that sounds more than a note of reality. I have been simultaneously laughing and wondering about adopting some of his crazy ideas myself. Going to work in a white suit, imitating voice mail to avoid taking calls and taking nothing seriously sounds just about right to me. Ha!

Anyway, I'm extremely tired, too tired to continue writing around the edges of stuff.