I discovered that my last post about quitting was taken a bit wrong by some. It wasn't supposed to mean I was quitting the blog. Of the things in my life I ought to quit, this blog is much too cathartic to stop doing anytime soon.
But I guess it had been some time since that post, so it probably wasn't so much of a stretch to think that was what it meant. The reality was that I was at home doing a lot of nothing and having a lot of nothing to say. But now I'm heading off to Oz on my first real solo journey in some time. I hope to do heaps of flying and with any luck, I'll stumble upon an accidental adventure or two. We'll see. Next stop Sydney!