Epiphany

Blimey, I've just realised it's 18 years since I was 18, which is a good age to consider yourself an adult. My mother died when I was that age and my life changed beyond recognition from that point. The point being that I didn't recognise it was changing, or rather, that I was changing. Some events have a Jesus-like effect on your life (ie Before the Event and After the Event). So what have I done since I've been an adult? Anything earth-changing? Nope. I've learned a bit about Classical Civilisation and Philosophy. A bit about straw-bale building, a bit about marketing, a lot about admin. I've seen a few countries and met a few people. I've had a series of small epiphanies. I'm told that some people wait their whole lives for a single epiphany and others get them in small doses. I fall into the latter category. However, it seems that whenever I stop and feel like I've just woken up, just become aware of the point, it slips away and I'm left wondering what I'm doing (usually staring into space in a demented fashion). Short-lived things, piphanies. Or perhaps it's my legendary memory at work again. Or sleeping, I should say. I'm sure I have a memory, I just can't remember where I left it. Eh? Bananas? Quarter to four