Many of you who have kept up with this blog, and also who know me well, know that this move to Oz was quick, spur of the moment and has been a little wrenched for me (but one of the best things I have done for myself)
I have always known that life isn’t easy, it isn’t given to you on a plate and not an easy thing to keep moving along….. (and it sometimes a lot of times it blows)
My parents when I was growing up (and they are still now) are a mix of liberal hippie, well read, articulate, and caring wanting me to make the most of my life (I think now (and in the last few years I have done) that they have been proud); they have supported me through everything, I mean everything. The good, the bad and the damn right fucking ugly!!…..and I know they will never (and have never) stopped loving and supporting me
I have always struggled to explain to people the way that I see things; the way that I look at life. I used to use the everything is shit, so least everything is always a plus… but that’s just teen.
I have realised that the Rubix Cube is the next best description for how my life is, and I think a lot of people who are in this generation of iPods; internet and the fact that the World is now a much smaller planet now feel a little jaded; lost and…. (sorry couldn’t think of a third)
I have spent my life moving the sections around to make the pieces fit together right so that the colours match and that the gaps are filled, I have become an expert at it. I have found a good group of friends that makes it all fit together very well (maybe with a blue square in red, and a green in white) , but it worked. It made me feel that all the wholes (yes right spelling before I get shit) that needed feeling where filled
Now I have been thinking about the trip to Oz and I have worked it out… I turned the top section to a diamond and pulled the corner square off; pulled the Rubix Cube apart and I am now putting it back together.
The cube is still the same; still built with the same blocks; but it is bigger. The original cubes are there (thankfully) but with a little more distance and newer cubes (that fit well)
The cube isn’t finished yet (far from it); but it will be finished… it has new cubes in place, old ones getting bigger and (hopefully) getting closer (it is only a 17hr 40min flight to Oz)
So remember next time you go for a beer with one of your friends, then maybe come away thinking that their cube is a little more complete
Sad analogy, but it works….
PS
Never in my life (and I have tried many times) I have never completed a Rubix Cube 