Looking at me from afar, its hard to see what I should hate about myself. In general, I’ve had a good life – so far- and quite a number of people usually conclude that I’ve got nothing to not like about my life. Truth though is I am slowly finding out that I am increasingly disconnected from the real world and people in my life. I blogged briefly about the issues in un-learning solitude, but daily I find myself drifting, becoming increasingly cynical and building walls between myself and the world.

I hate that; deep in my heart I long to go back to my halcyon days of laughter, of being the good son, the bloke making good use of his opportunities and all.. So there it is – I hate my disconnection from the world…. I may just have gone too far though..