I was going to start a blog and then I realised that I already had one.
I have just this second realised that the reason why I don’t blog is because I rarely have anything to say. I’d like to say something conversational or share with you a wittiscm from my day, but surely I wouldn’t have to dig around in my brain for that information if I really wanted to share it.
I would rather talk about the man that I have loved for a decade marrying another woman, or the quiet frustration I feel at being single. I’d like to talk about my desires and expectations of others and how they differ from they way I naturally behave in a way that frustrates me. How I want so much to be feminine and kind and even sweet when really all I am is reasoned, direct and well dressed.
I’ve given up drink, red meat, bread, dairy, pasta and refined sugar and I’ve taken up daily fruit and salads. It’s changed me.
