So that was 2004.

The year that was to change my life.

The year out of ‘doing’

The year of ‘being’

It is done… over.

Did I get all that I imagined from it? Not at all.

Am I revolutionarily different? No

To be honest, I know that I have learnt a lot. Not what I thought I would learn, but I’ve survived. I’m here. Weak, bruised, vulnerable. But I’m here.

What now?

I dunno. God, please make things clear!

Chris