So, some of you will be aware that recently my partner and I split up, and it emotionally and mentally screwed me up more than I want to admit to myself, but there you go.
Thing is, as much as it's turned my life upside down, I'm not entirely sure it hasn't done me a favour. I spent the better part of the evening butting heads with a jerk, acting something like a jerk myself, eh, that's life for you. Everything I dished out, I felt justified in.
But you know what? As justified as I've felt with everything I've done, there's something very wrong with me and my life right now. I've lost sight of what I got into this computing lark for. I've lost that spark, whatever it was, that made everything so awesome.
Everything of the last few weeks, certainly, but quite possibly a lot longer, has been walking a road almost for the sake of walking the road. None of the code I've turned out lately has been particularly wonderful, or interesting, or indeed particularly bug free, and it's just been a circle of fighting with it, unsatisfied and unfulfilled.
The me of 10 years ago understood. Me 10 years ago understood about making things because it was cool to make things, and whether anyone read it or not, it didn't matter, it was just cool to do, a great learning experience. Everything I did 10 years ago seemed deep and full of imagination - of course in hindsight it looks childish and primitive, but the me of 10 years ago didn't care.
The feeling of not seeing the wood for the trees, that's where I am right now. I'm so deep into code that I don't even understand why I'm doing it any more - not just this project or that project, but code as a thing. It's like a splinter in my mind, it consumes me, and I stopped understanding why I gave myself to it as I did.
So I sit here, just before I go to bed, about to knock back another rum+coke, I gotta wonder, where did I lose myself? Where did the magic go? Can I find it again? I hope so, but on that thought, I bid you good day.
I'm gonna take a few days out and see what I can do, see if I can find some of the magic I used to have. See you on the flipside.
Thing is, as much as it's turned my life upside down, I'm not entirely sure it hasn't done me a favour. I spent the better part of the evening butting heads with a jerk, acting something like a jerk myself, eh, that's life for you. Everything I dished out, I felt justified in.
But you know what? As justified as I've felt with everything I've done, there's something very wrong with me and my life right now. I've lost sight of what I got into this computing lark for. I've lost that spark, whatever it was, that made everything so awesome.
Everything of the last few weeks, certainly, but quite possibly a lot longer, has been walking a road almost for the sake of walking the road. None of the code I've turned out lately has been particularly wonderful, or interesting, or indeed particularly bug free, and it's just been a circle of fighting with it, unsatisfied and unfulfilled.
The me of 10 years ago understood. Me 10 years ago understood about making things because it was cool to make things, and whether anyone read it or not, it didn't matter, it was just cool to do, a great learning experience. Everything I did 10 years ago seemed deep and full of imagination - of course in hindsight it looks childish and primitive, but the me of 10 years ago didn't care.
The feeling of not seeing the wood for the trees, that's where I am right now. I'm so deep into code that I don't even understand why I'm doing it any more - not just this project or that project, but code as a thing. It's like a splinter in my mind, it consumes me, and I stopped understanding why I gave myself to it as I did.
So I sit here, just before I go to bed, about to knock back another rum+coke, I gotta wonder, where did I lose myself? Where did the magic go? Can I find it again? I hope so, but on that thought, I bid you good day.
I'm gonna take a few days out and see what I can do, see if I can find some of the magic I used to have. See you on the flipside.








