The fog was thick, on this late Sunday night, as I headed out onto the M40. The road ahead was a certain as my own future. I suppose ultimately I was lacking inspiration. Lacking the enthusiasm for life, which I had shown and felt so warmly five months ago. Times had changed. Events throughout my life had knocked some sense into me, while events off the pitch, were also playing on my mind. Before I confuse any more readers and deepen the riddle. Let us gain some normality to proceedings. Have you ever felt lost? Wondering where your next big break is coming from? Of course, I am sure you have. But for now, it appears that the wait continues. For anyone who has been waiting for their big break, I know exactly how you feel. This may not be last chance saloon for me, but I do feel, I deserve one more chance. I can wait, for now.