For the umpteenth time, I am beginning again here, here being the internet and writing. It seems to be a bug that bites every few years, loosely triggered I suspect by major life changes. The very first time, it was a move from full time work in Nigeria to full time study in Newcastle. On another occasion, it was a season of heartbreak of sorts. The last time, it was upping sticks again and moving out East.
This time, I suspect it is the prospect of turning 46 in a few days that weighs heavy on my mind. Truth be told, the past year has felt like one in which I have sleepwalked through, not being present in any meaningful sense of the word. Acedia, that most dastardly of deadly sins comes to mind as the best descriptor of my current state.
In beginning again, there is the desire for redemption – to wipe the slates and build back better, strongly, with better structure. How much of that is a fools errand remains to be seen but if there is any comfort, I take that from that CS Lewis quote:
You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream
Quotidian Things 
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