Reflective

Well, here I am, exactly 2 years from the last post of my previous blogging.

I'm not sure that anyone even reads my crazy musings, I find it amusing to think that geeks have invented a way to keep a diary specifically so anyone who is interested to read it can read it. Well, what the hell, I have a voice, and an opinion, like every arsehole, but hey, I've not found any help in my life by keeping my expressions to myself.

Well, the biggest news, personally, is that the woman pictured at the top left of this paragraph has reappeared in my life. I have been almost 12 months now obsessed with her. I have now within my grasp the power to finally meet her in person, and as I consider my options increasingly the idea of putting all of my money earned in the new job (more in a bit) into an account specifically set aside to put together a fund to satisfy a lingering and irritatingly strong urge to finally find out once and for all whether it is just obsession or there is a reason for this craziness...

Ok, so to clarify how this recent potential influx of funds has occurred, I have been going to a mental health rehabilitation place doing volunteer work helping with the administration of the organisation (the principle it works on is that staff and members are equal with the staff being responsible for organising and covering for members when they are unable to work due to their illness). One of the things this place does is create positions in workplaces that they cover for if the member who has been assigned to the position is too unwell to work. I have now been chosen to work in such a position, doing cleaning work in a couple of laboratories and working with clerical/database/spreadsheet type stuff. The pay is good and I get 20 hours a week, and all the support I need, and if I can't hack it, I can back out without any of the kind of repercussions one gets from such a backtracking in an independent position.

The money is good, nearly 400 a week before tax is how much I will get. It will only be a matter of a few months before I will have enough to just migrate. I have a passport in a european country and if I were to dedicate this work to enabling me to migrate there, by the end of the 6 month assignment I would have no trouble moving and finding some place to settle.

There is only one caveat - I cannot get proper medication here. I have already successfully achieved more than 20 hours a week doing volunteer work in the office at the rehab place, so I can't see any reason why I should not be able to stick out the 6 months. So this is going to be my way out.

I really don't know what the future holds for me and the woman mentioned above, but I do know that a time spent in europe is not such a stupid idea for me because I know that there will probably be, if not in the nation I am a citizen, then somewhere else, laws that permit the prescription of my proper medications and from that point on things change dramatically for me.