Debanter

It’s amazing how disorganized the most important of things can end up being. Agencies and officials who shouldn’t be so difficult to get a hold of, should have more information handy, and should inspire more confidence that taking their word for it is a bright (or at least the right) idea.

But so often they don’t. And though I’m not going to go into details and I don’t want point specific fingers, I do need a place to write, think and work things out. And here that place is.

I’ve written before about thinking twice about what you publish, since it could so easily bite you in the ass as quickly as you can Google “incriminating”. But recent events have stalled and inhibited every post I’ve attempted in the last five days. Since Sunday I’ve been at a loss for how to phrase things, what to say. On Tuesday, things got brighter. “Maybe…” I thought, “I’ll be able to close this chapter, look on the bright side, and be able to formulate what life will be like past the next two weeks. It’s possible…right?”

Various people have offered stories and hints that have pointed towards a happy conclusion. Well, all things considered, any conclusion would be a happy one. Even a hint at what this conclusion might be would provide solace. Instead I have a variety of factors, situations, consequences, and undocumented/misinterpreted phone calls swimming around in my brain and giving me more than just a headache.

So no…I can’t, or won’t, talk about what’s going on. But I can talk about the knot in my stomach and the perpetual lump in my throat.

Yes, one way or another - it’ll sort itself out. But the road to getting there is quite frankly a real pain in the ass.

Anyway, please excuse my random/vague rant. We’ll be back to our regularly scheduled confidence/optimism shortly.

(I hope.)

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