'Namo (Roman for Let's Go!)

First things first. Sorry for not writing for the last four weeks. I'm going to start writing again very soon. Unfortunately, I got a virus! Well, not me but my laptop. I just wanted to watch Back to the Future (Where we're going, we don't need roads!) online but I ended up with this nasty new virus that is really annoying me.

So, what have I been doing since way back in mid-August? Mostly working on my Ernest Hemingway impression. You all know that I haven't been writing and that I don't hunt or fish, so what does that make me? I don't own a shotgun so don't be too worried. But I digress and I hate digressing. Now I'm back at the pub three or four days a week, I've picked up three hours of private lessons on the nights I'm not working at the pub and the teaching hours are just about in full swing. All of these things are keeping me pretty busy at the moment which is good because when I'm sitting around at home I get a bit lonesome.

Lonesome. I suppose that's a decent enough description of my current state. During the first few months after Allie left, I was really angry (still am) and I was just evading reality (Rule Number 1: Never Evade Reality) but now I'm realizing what she meant to me and how important she was in every single aspect of my life. What does that mean? I don't know, I'm trying to figure it out myself.