The Wanderer Returns.

Good evening to you all, dear readers. It has been a disgustingly long time since I have put pen to paper (or more accurately, finger to keyboard)! Since starting a new therapeutic programme last year, my mind has been so overwhelmingly full that the notion of articulating my utter confusion has become entirely laughable. I did today, however, stumble across a wonderful blog which inspired me to once again don the old writing cap and attempt to share with you a little of my mind. 
Having read through my previous blog entries, I realised that I tend to only write posts with a definite point, whether it be moral sentiment or (highly flawed) philosophical thought. While articles of such a nature are not in themselves a bad thing, I find that not only are they incredibly taxing to write (one does, after all, only have a limited repertoire when it comes to deep, meaningful topics), but they can weigh a little heavy on the hearts of those that happen upon them. That being so, I have decided that I will give this blog a little re-vamp, a 'buff and polish', if you will. I will try (and most likely fail) to continue to share my commentaries on weighty topics, but to intersperse them with lighter, more frivolous posts on the mishaps of being, well, absolutely batty.
On that note, I must love you and leave you, reader, for dinner time (aka TORTURE) is upon us, and is, unfortunately, mandatory. I promise, however, that another post will grace your screens in the near future; until then, listen to my current obsession and ache at the brilliance. Over and out.