Often in life, we come to turning points in our lives where one Journey ends and another begins.

I've been in that transition phase for several months now, ever since and I broke up, moving forward, but without that direction, still holding on, emotionally I suppose, to some of the past, while making new memories and experiencing new things, new adventures, new people.

This weekend, that past ended. It was ripped away.

On Saturday, I returned home late in the evening to find my apartment had been burgled. The thief (or thieves) had taken my work notebook (which I used for everything), containing the last 5 years of my life - work, email, photos - the lot, all my power tools and my removable drive.

Why didn't I have a backup you ask?

Well, I did - my removable drive. I actually backed up pretty damn religiously.

So - my life as it was recorded - is now only a memory in my mind. I've reached that point (right after I was violently forced into it) where the past is no longer relevant - but rather, where my future is the most important point to focus on.

I have my ambition and drive back, I have my life back and I am ready to take it by the balls and run with it.

I will not go down without a fight.