This is my first post after more than a year of silence, so the first few sentences have better be good. A "I am back." sounds pretty appropriate.

That somehow does not sound right.

But how can I be back when I was never away.

I was just out there, in real life, thinking, dreaming, reminiscing, experiencing, training, doing... although in absolute honesty, thinking has not been the main focus for the past few months. But as with this page, its readers were never far from my mind.

I cannot forget the people that I want to forget, how can I forget the people whom I do not want to forget?

Slowly, in the postings to come, I will share what has transpired in the past year. It is perhaps new to most that I have to admit to not being sure how I have changed in the past year, since I am always cool, collected and in control. There just has not been enough time for the long reflections that I need, and recently weariness has gotten the better of me and frustration and disappointment, which have been constant companions are expressing themselves through my short temper and my refusal to indulge in tomfoolery or poor humour of any sorts.

I am still in control, but my social skills are being sorely tested.

Perhaps another reason for not posting for the past one year is that I have been posting somewhere else. It is a place which can only be described as a sort of internet limbo, a plane of existence that does not really allow real, personal existence.

I do not know how to describe my feelings this moment as I am typing on this familiar page. One year has not been a long time, but at a point when I feel myself slipping into juvenile angst, adequate words come difficult... what the heck, forget the excessive ruminations and revel in the moment, let me just say...

I am back.