I Like Pretty Eyes

I was once told why girls like my eyes. "They see the darkness in them, but it has not yet taken over. That gives them hope."

Well, I wonder if they see the same thing now. That darkness has morphed so much I no longer recognise it, though it is certainly there casting its shadows over the new positive outlook I have found thanks to the likes of @newbrandyou on Twitter, and various hints that setting up a business is not actually as scary as most people are led to believe.

Then life changed again, as open source programming became viable and possibly funded at http://feedopensource.com and now I have been tossed away from my home country to a new place with a different language - and blocked from working by a visa system that promotes working nationals rather than working foreigners.

So, my eyes also changed. Now there is mist, and a distinct lack of clarity. It is from this place that I must now leave. I must get up and use my own will to forge a path through the mist and into life once more.

It is hard...