In Limbo, so a new blog...

I'm in limbo right now, in oh so many ways. I'm away from home at the moment, so I'm feeling a bit like a refugee, and fresh knee surgery won't allow me to run off the stress I'm feeling.

For the sake of context and to satisfy the self-confessional needs of blogging, I'm a 45 yo male IT worker (there's a fucking surprise). I was widowed four years ago, and it hurt, but not as badly as the way it was subsequently used against me emotionally for years afterwards.

By the time I freed myself from that emotionally-abusive relationship, I'd temporarily lost my health, my motorsports hobby, my hometown, and my 25 year long pack a day smoking habit. I visited a doctor for the first time in years, and she said: "all that shit you've been doing, stop. All that shit you haven't been doing, start. You need 30 minutes of exercise every day, for you, an hour or more would be better. Don't even think about ever picking up a cigarette again, you're an addict."

So, I went out and quit doing the shit I'd been doing, and started doing the shit I hadn't.

And here I am, eight months later, in limbo, recovering from a meniscus tear I suffered while running, away from home, and feeling like a refugee.