There is a certain kind of relief, perverse as it may seem, when you see that a tower that has been on the verge of collapse for so long finally starts crumbling down. No more gasping at every little sway of the building to the left or right; no more having your hopes picked up from the ground and then thrown back down again; no more wondering whether the tower had miraculously stabilised itself while you weren't looking the past month and a half. There is a certain comfort in certainty, even if it is a certainty of destruction.
When it all began, I told myself not to take sides and just let the storm ride itself out, but all the things I've seen and heard are just too overwhelming to ignore. And yet, in the end I still find my feet planted firmly in neutral ground.
In other, less depressing news, a friend has suggested that we start a joint HubPage to earn some money on the side. While I'm not very confident in drawing in readers (Exhibit A: this blog), it still seems like something that would be fun to do. After all, what have I got to lose?
