We are, rapidly, approaching the one-year anniversary of my initial announcement that I am starting the kongoni project. Today, I can look back at that year as an achievement, what was a vision has been realized into a released project with a solid and growing userbase. We’ve had an amazing hackfest where a lot of the core work toward our next release was done – and that was great.

However, 2.13.0 is going to be a little later than expected, in fact I won’t promise anything before early in 2010. The reason is very simple – right now,  I can’t work on it, there are other people working on their parts, but the big “put-it-all-together” task is going to have to be postponed. I have at the same time during this year gone through terrible emotional events. A divorce was just the start, and it’s been building up.
Right now, I’m clinically depressed, I have very little energy and my sleeping patterns have gone straight to hell, what energy I have needs to go into my dayjob – to keep the bills paid. I feel no shame about saying: my limits right now are reduced, I cannot perform at my usual level and I need to cut down a bit.
I need to get home, eat a healthy meal and go to bed at a reasonable hour. I need to focus on dealing with practical matters-of-life on a one-at-a-time basis, solving them and preventing them getting out of hand, and I need to take care of myself a bit.

I have been through depression before, I know my way out, this is not a permanent thing, nor is it regular, in fact I haven’t had full-on depression like this in nearly 5 years, my normal techniques for preventing it… well they just couldn’t keep up with the sheer amount of things to deal with in the last few weeks.

So, though it saddens me, I have to say – a fundamental reason why kongoni is not only non-proprietory but crucially non-commercial is this: I don’t do deadlines. Kongoni was set up this way, so that if somebody needs a time-out they can take it, so that it will always be fun – never work.
Right now, it’s not fun, because I simply don’t have the strength. In a few weeks or months, this will change – and I’ll be my old self, of this I’m fairly certain – in the meantime, I ask you to bear with my. My fellow coders, keep up on your side, if you think you can handle some of mine, please do ask – I’ll try to help you get started. To the users, I know you’re all anxiously waiting for Cicero,  and it will come, I will be back in the saddle as soon as I can.

But I don’t want to give you a rushed half-job, I want to give you the best next version I can – and that requires me to be the best I can be, and right now, I’m not.

So, for medical and personal reasons – I am taking a time-out from kongoni, for at least the next month or two. I will see where I stand in December and update you on when I expect to resume it (or perhaps that I already have).

KNP

So if my blogging has been exceptionally slow lately, it’s because I’m on holiday. As I write this, I’m sitting on my campsite at Skukuza in the Kruger National Park, just about as far removed from Cape Town as you can possibly imagine. Nothing is cosmopolitan here, there is no mountain and buildings – just the bushveld, in many ways a home for me.

My family have lived in the bushveld for many generations and it’s in our blood. I was raised learning to spot the differences between a Sharpe’s Grysbok and a Bushbuck, being able to tell a white-cross eagle and a vulture apart simply by looking at the pattern of their flight, why a koorsboom (fever tree) is called that and the sound of hippos blowing a stream of water into the air.
In what remains one of the greatest national parks in the world, I feel a sense of wholeness and completeness that I cannot find in any city. Cape Town is a wonderful place, but this little natural refuge is indescribable and speaks to a side of my soul that would otherwise be unfed, thus my return to this part of South Africa usually at least once every two to three years.

Personally, I would be quite unconcerned if I never saw a single lion (though of course I respect my family’s wishes to find them) or leopard… I was feeling contentment when I saw my first Steenbok – even if it took only seconds before it disappeared into the bushes in the characteristic way of this shy little antelope.

By Sunday evening, I will be back in the big city. Back to dealing with work and customers and traffic, and back to regular blogging, I’ll upload some of my better pictures and maybe the rather nice video I took of a bufallo up close – but all that is for later. For now, this is the first time I’ve logged into my laptop and it will be the last for as long as i can possibly postpone it.

is measured only by success.
Though quoting lines from Die Hard as inspirational is probably on the wrong side of the divisor…

So there has been quite a bit of well-meaning comment on the fact that I started a relationship. Now let me start of by saying that as surprised as many of you were, none of you were as surprised as I was. This was the last thing I had been planning.
The comments from our families on both sides are basically based on the premise that we’ve lost our minds, two divorce’s whose divorces are not even final… completely and utterly crazy – except, it doesn’t feel crazy.
It is telling that those friends who know me best, the ones who have been with me through the harshest of recent times – and the best of them, whom I cried to and talked to… they don’t think we’re crazy, they think we’re a perfect fit.
Perhaps their insight will be of value to those who, caring as they are, are not getting it.

That’s just it though… we are a perfect fit. For the first time in my entire life, I’m with somebody who completely and utterly accepts me as I am, who has no desire to change anything whatsoever about me. Trusts my judgement about my own life, and wants me to live it: true to myself, and if there is one thing that’s becoming clear in our conversations, it’s that I am also the first person ever who have done this for her.

If the past four years taught me anything it’s that we only get one life, and we have a duty to live it true to our own souls. We cannot spend it living somebody else’s life. Who am I ? I’m a hopelessly romantic, geeky, flirtatious, soulful, poet with an excessive affinity for really bad puns.
That’s who I am – like it, and like me, dislike it – and we won’t get along, and that’s okay – I don’t need you to like me, enough people do.
I am happy now, in a way I haven’t been for as long as I can remember – because I’m spending my free time with somebody who appreciates that – all of that, thinks that those are good things.

Right now, we’re making each other happy. Will we be right for each other for a long time ? I don’t know, this is a crazy time in our lives where we met. But we do know we are right for each other right now, and will be for some time. We can’t give this up because we don’t know what the future will hold – that would be true insanity.
So to all those who care about us, I ask – let us enjoy this happiness, whatever it may turn out to be, for as long as it may turn out to be. There is a shortage in this world of people who are accepting and tolerant and free-spirited. They are just about the only people who actually make the world a better place in general (sorry no: conservatism doesn’t do good, it never has, never will and never can- it will always hurt somebody, and that will never be a good thing).
I went on a lunch date with a girl – and ended up in a happy, crazy, unexpected relationship – and it’s wonderful. I wouldn’t want it any other way.
In a shitty, horrible time in our lives, we nevertheless met at the perfect time – we know this is may be hard to understand but from where we’re standing, in a weird way it makes perfect sense… but then everybody knows we’re weirdo’s, always have been, we’re infamous for it. Maybe it’s not such a bad idea for a couple of weirdo’s to act weird… it’s the only way we can ever be happy, ever be ourselves.

So thank you all for your support and concern, whichever form it took… but as Anita so eloquently put it: we’re okay, we’re really okay.