Faaah!

Ahh, post-relationship clean-up! It is ever so much fun, you know. My day started late, what with some late night hydroponics and disecting of the light-tube and the pretty images espoused therein, I had a deep sleep the kind that veritably renders waking up a herculean task. Woke up with the grogginess of the late sleeper with time enough to shower my 1 year-old daughter, make myself a calorie and protein-rich breakfast shake and go through the watery motions myself. Off to work, where I sit now watching the company's assets on a lackluster day.

Introspection is a privilige and I so love partaking of it. How can growth come otherwise? Necessary though it certainly is, I cannot help but grow weary of this cycle. Somehow, I still have love for the game, for the more primordial part of the rat race, that bases on biology, but it invariably brings with it a plethora of inane processes and conditions which I'd much rather do without.

To wit! What have I learned from the death of this relationship? I know beyond the shadow of a doubt that I am not fit for the draconian institution of matrimony. I also know myself a lot better for it. Fire tempers good metal, I guess. I think I shall dwell on that a little later and opt instead to vent my disdain and mild frustration regarding the fact that, for all my cynical outlook on life I am still but tender whelp at heart, in a manner of speaking.

I'm going around in circles here!