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A fresh start... how exciting!!

I have had a feeling for a wee while that I need a fresh start.
It is a romantic notion, the idea that we can run away from our sins of the past and start a new, blemish free existence. Alas, it is not a feasible notion unless you decide to cut off contact from everyone that you love and adore. That is not a decision I could ever make. I have too many wonderful people in my life. Blemishes and all, I am starting afresh.

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I have been thinking, quite sternly about my life and where I am and where I want to be.
While there are many things that I have achieved that I am deeply proud of, there are also many things that I have done that I am ashamed and embarrassed about.
I think perhaps this move to Aberdeen happened for a reason.
Despite a howler of a first night in the Deen, 
I don't want to have that lifestyle any more.
Perhaps Glasgow would have been the wrong place for me right now. 
Personally, rather than professionally. 
Very dramatic, isn't it?

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I'm 31. I'm not old but I'm not particularly young either. 
I spoke previously about the grand plan of 34. 
Well, now is the time to get those plans in gear.
Cop on to myself
Take care of myself
Have my wits about me
Learn to let go of the past and focus on the future. MY future.

None of us know what the future holds, but my gut instinct tells me that my detour to Aberdeen is going to be more life changing more than I can possibly imagine. 

All I can say, is watch this space. Interesting things always happen on the road less travelled...

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