No answer at all.

I used to get asked fairly regularly why this blog is called 'Life in the middle', or what I mean to convey with the name. I used to get asked those kinds of questions a lot. But I haven't got an email like that for a long time now. A long long time. Personally I blame the economy, but arguably it's a content quality question. Who knows.

Anyway as I said, it's been a while, so you can imagine how shocked and humbled I was to get just such an email through to me today, from Tim in the US, asking if I could explain what I mean by Life in the middle. I've never really known what to say in answer, all I can do is what I've always tried to do, and offer a slice of middle pie, and see if the taste makes sense.

Okay Tim, here we go...

It's about knowing a good cat, one that likes to pose looking as hard as possible.

 

It's about popping your feet up once in a while and taking stock of the circus that surrounds you.

And I'm not going to lie, sometimes there are gatherings. Big ones. Where people are expecting contributions and good sense. Hope and direction.

 

But it's not all bad. There will be others you can turn to, ones you can rely on.

Reflection is important, and best done with your head and, of course, your feet held high. 

 

You'll need to be ready. Ready for old friends.

Far-flung friends.

And far-flung adventures.

It's knowing that there is no pattern. No frightening peaks. No startling troughs. And no plan.

 

But mostly it's just a blog that tries hard to be more but ends up being less.

Comments

[doug]

I always thought it was from your client days. When you were physically on one side of the fence, but emotionally yearned to be on the other. Hence you were stuck in 'the middle'.

I don't say this often, but lovely post.

[Paul H. Colman]

God no - they were the good days.

Thanks for your kind words, although I'm suspecting that it has more to do with your presence than the words.

Regardless, thanks.

[doug]

posts that feature me are invariably better.

[Paul H. Colman]

Huh.