Rock meet Hardplace, Hardplace this is Rock

There are deep rumblings in my life right now.

The ground shaking kind of rumblings that almost require you to reconsider a lot of the things that you've held as foundational and real. Truthfully, I've been here before, by now it's pretty familiar, but unfortunately, my foreknowledge of this sort of discombobulation does not make the dealing with it any easier.

I'm not in a place right now where I am ready to impress on you the details and worries of my present-day-life and the rumblings that are troubling me but I'd like to ask that you read the post that I wrote called "You've got to do something or else" which will give you a general knowledge of why I say that I've been here before.

For now, I can tell you what the rumblings are not, cool?

- Not, my married life...Linds and I are grand.

- Not, my faith...hard quesitons abound but that's par for the course.

- Not, my workaday-joe-job...I don't like it; but it's survivable.

- Not, my friendships...well, not all of the my friendships anyhow.

- Not, my health...the ticker is ticking just fine, cholesterol is a little high though...hmmm.

- Not, my incredible good looks...Brad Pitt who?

So, I'm not being very forthcoming, deal.

I will tell you all eventually what the problem is and how I dealt with it, but I won't be able to say anything specific until the sh*tstorm has passed...for the time being I need to bite my tongue...ouch.

In the meantime, I'd loooove to know that I'm not all alone in this crapbox shakespearean drama-fest...Anybody got any juicy stories they can share that'll take my mind off of how much it sucks to be me right now?