truly a hectic month in the life of me! A month both filled with utter joy and immense stress, I find it funny how life and work life can be at such dichotomous ends of the spectrum of human emotion; both parts giving emotions totally separated from each other. The title of this post “Sucking on a Revolver”, is I guess, the best description of what the past weeks have been like, and an awesome name for a song, book or film.

My work life is turning into a wearisome grind, something that I thought, I’d be clever enough to avoid with a little creativity, but alas I see myself changing as reflection of circumstance. Yet I push on with all I can muster, in the hope that time is a great healer and pushing through will ultimately make me into something stronger. At this point one quote from a friend springs to mind, that is that

“pain is weakness leaving the body”

not that dissimilar to

“whatever doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger”

for me both these ring true. My only hope is that the pain is ultimately worth it in the end.

While the above is true, the important part of life is, so to speak, ringing bells. Every facet of that ‘time’ is filled with experiences and memories that are with me in the times of need and act as solace. I take create comfort in posting on überBusy as it helps me clear the burdens of life and allows me to share all the good things to. In many ways I now realise my reference to sucking on a revolver is not as morbid as it sounds, it is more an expression or reference to other great one liners, like ‘chewing the fat’ or ‘biting the bullet’. Something, that I need to do more of, before my personality is allowed to split into one of a 9 to 5 and other time. Importantly, for me the next months are filled with some things to look forward to, namely a new arrival in the family any day now, my brothers wedding and a trip NYC, plus a whole host more I suspect.

I live my life always in hope and I reiterate what I said in a mail to a group of friends, work less, live more and enjoy every moment like a child would. Stick to that simple mantra and you should only ever suck on the revolver and never blow your brains out.