ElectricBlueLove

It's pretty hard, after a life of getting away with putting an average level of work into things and getting relatively good grades/results, to realise that the only way to get where you want to be (even if you don't actually feel like you ever get 'there') is through hard work. There is just no doubt at all that hard work yields amazing results, and that you have to be willing to bang your head a million times against that strongly resistant wall, until that one million and one-th bang which sees all the bricks come tumbling down and you have your creative eureka moment, glimpsing and momentarily catching whatever it is that lies on the other side. I sit at my computer staring through a numbed collection of cells at the day, the cars on their purposeful wheeled missions, the tree slicer machine and the men out in the cold Wellington air feeding that poor shrimpy pine through its mashing teeth and I've just no idea how to start! And hence my blog. When I blog I feel little pressure to say anything of value because I don't believe that people really read my blog! Which is kinda great because it becomes an on-line sort of diary where I get to throw it out into the cosmos beyond the written page and feel as if someone, somewhere is listening to me whinge. OH what a world we live in. Anyway, now that I've vented that, I am going off to head bash that wall until it falls into the dirt and I get to glimpse the weird purple monster that at the moment I can only hear, but not see. Oh how it taunts me.