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Heya kittlings…

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Well, what an exciting (looks at the date of last post) three months it has been! I’ve been to Istanbul, and, um, done other stuff. Yeah… There was a lot of stuff to write about, that’s for sure. Turkey was great, btw.

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Insert your own symbolism here.

But. All the fun and games couldn’t help get me out of my private little piece of hell. A change of medication was required to achieve that. For, you see, I once again succumbed to my nemesis, The Great DP. “The Filth” as Sartre used to call it (according to Wikipedia, I am not that well read), or simply depersonalization to you and me. However, having been in this position before, I lept to action, and quickly got myself hospitalized admitted into an emergency meeting at the local clinic, as well as got my old shrink on the phone. A few scary months later I am back to being a nervous wreck of a man, i.e. normal.

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But now it’s beer time. Tomorrow I’ll be putting the boat into the water, so nothing drastic, but beer none the less.