Oh dear.
I’m sorry I disappeared on you all like that.
It was a case of “The Calm Before the Storm.”
Or “Elvis has left the building.”

Pick the one that rocks your cock, I suppose. It’s all the same in the end.

So, what happened?
Well, a lot of work-related stuff has been taking up my time. I voted for one of the awards due to be given out this awards season, and the academy wined and dined me. Working in movie-land sure has it’s rewards at times. It’s enlarged my head a bit, put a silly smile right across this face of mine and added a bit of a spark to my otherwise very dreary at-the-moment life.

On the other end, my personal life has been driven into the deep end with the force and vigor of Mike Tyson at a prosthetic ear convention. Just as you, dear reader, wasn’t quite sure where I’d gone…well, I’m left holding the ball, asking myself the same question.

Where did I go?
I can’t seem to find myself any longer. I’ve not even been able to read my beloved books, or get into my films. I’m in the middle of this vast emptiness that is seemingly consuming me.

Oh. Hey. Do you believe in ‘The One’?

I don’t, for the record. I believe there are a series of ‘The Several” that one encounters all their life. A proto-type of “perfect” if you will. And then there’s timing and luck. That’s a piece of it, as well. Then there’s that thing that sometimes happens…you know. You hit a fork in the road. You realise that if you follow the path that your love chooses, you will hit a No Through Street. Maybe you’ll lose your dreams in favour of his/hers. Is this what you really want?

Right now I’m in a parallel dimension. Realising that if I allow myself to go where I’m currently going, I’m never going to forgive myself.

So give me another love song. This one’s broken. I’m not in terribly great shape either. But I will survive. There will be a morning, this I know.