You sort of get used to life here after a while. The monotonous routine and aimless drudgery can be quite daunting after spending a year doing whatever strikes your fancy. But after you get over your initial shock, you settle down and bed in, and then you fall gently into a somnambulistic existence, a hypnotically rhythmic cycle oscillating between the bed, where you sleep, and your table, where you work. After a while, if you are really lucky, (or unlucky, depending on how you see it) you might never notice there was anything wrong your life at all.

parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell

They say the Devil's water, it ain't so sweet,
You don't have to drink right now,
But you can, dip your feet,
Every once in, a little while.

I was talking to my friend the other day and she finds it curious how I tend to resolve everything down to the question of God's existence. I personally do not find that to be a matter of much interest; if you are one of those who trace everything to its first cause, it is rather more convenient to be cogitating about God's existence than, say, the moment of your birth, or worse still, conception.

Anyway the point is, I realised it is pretty much an all-or-nothing question - God either exists, or He doesn't. You have more or less a 50% chance of getting it right either side of the coin, but the answer is most emphatically not somewhere in between. I am pretty certain God isn't hovering in a quantum state of uncertainty, somewhere between Being and not Being.

In the absence of further information, I suppose it is pretty natural to sit on the fence, although, if you think it through logically, you can be pretty damn sure you are getting it wrong if you do.

And also, the thing is, you are unlikely to have the answer handed to you, so you either stick it out with what you believe, or you eventually give up and convince yourself you should switch to the other side. Whatever your answer is, I am pretty sure ten or twenty years of staring at it will convince you that you are right.

I seriously think God should be less coy about His existence, if He exists.

Was sick from food poisoning last week, and had to subsist on nothing but thin rice porridge for a couple of days. It was all rather gruelling.

On a side note, Happy New Year everyone! As usual, I will be hoping this year turns out to be better than the last=D