Day 144 - Bjorn Again

It can either be annoying, humbling or necessary for personal growth, but like it or not, life will always work out a way to set you back.

This past Tuesday I awoke to log on to Tumblr and revisit an old draft, while also reminding myself of how witty I’d been the previous night. Yet soon after the Safari predictive address function completed my request for, only the above appeared. In the old days of dial-up the rest of the webpage would have fully loaded upon my return from an hour-long run. Although very, very unfortunately, we no longer live in the stone age of dial-up internet so thus seeing what I saw become a tad more alarming. 


For reasons still unknown, it appears that everything I’ve worked on over the last 6 months regarding Feast of Dan has vanished. While shock, disappointment and bewilderment were understandably my immediate reactions, I can honestly say that these feelings were surprisingly quick to dissipate. Once the short grieving period had been done with, the only thought left remaining was “how do I turn this around and Just. Get. On. With. It?”

And so here we are. “Day 144”.

Getting on with it.

While every word, photo and mention of Radha Mitchell’s generous bush has now long gone, at the end of the day, I still know what I did. Plus, I still have to watch this fucking movie. Any proof of what I’ve achieved here over 6 months ceases to exist though myself and my Mum and the other 2 people who regularly read this rubbish know what I wrote, and how I wrote it… and that’s one thing that can’t be deleted. So too, most of what I’d previously written about can now be re-hashed as “new material” for those Feast of Dan late-comers, and most importantly yes, I did save the photo of me in the bath. 

So all is not lost.