Out of Seclusion

A few days ago I fled, there was an incredible build up of various stresses dealing with some health problems my mother was having; trying to 'manage' my announcer who is the sort of person who turns your words back on you so you begin to wonder just how much of a bad guy you've turned into.

Also one of those good news things that creates tremendous stress: I have been asked to redesign the studios and also design and develop a TV station to go with the two radio stations I manage and the TV end will be completely ' my ' baby, from choosing personnel and equipment to designing the programming.

I saw the space where construction will start next month. It's a fabulous challenge; it is also several things I have never done before and I will also need to learn about several new technologies as well because I have to look at HD and virtual and make equipment choices that are open ended so I can expand as I start bringing in revenue.

Then coming to the forums for some light hearted banter and amusement I walked into bitterness and sniping. I am responsible for my feelings and my mental well-being so I fled in self defense, to give things a chance to settle. In the meantime, I have regained some equilibrium in the other areas so I have ventured back to test the water.

Missed the place, the people. Missed writing every day. Missed the friends I have made 'cos I value them.

It will take me forever to catch up. Maybe I won't look back, just stay in the present.