More apocalypse, less angst
I am trying to be zen about the fact that the lover who ended things with me in December so he could try having a “real relationship” (his words) is now married to a woman from rural Japan who he has spent only 2… Continue Reading “Do I have to be zen about this?”
I haven’t been writing much of anything lately except the occassional erotic missive to a long-distance possibility, such has been the lack of interest in settling myself down in front of the computer in between meetings. I come to work, stare at the screen,… Continue Reading “An intake of breath.”
It can’t really be so long since I have written here. It’s been a busy time and I’ve got lots to say when I find the time for posting. Stay tuned, friends! I am still very much alive and will find the space for… Continue Reading “8 days?”
I finally broke down and bought a proper daytimer today – the kind with a space to write in appointments by the hour – after frustrating myself trying to fit everything into the small agenda I got for free through work at Christmastime. I… Continue Reading “Days and days recorded.”
Kurt Vonnegut, at 84, of course it was bound to come but I find myself slightly ill with melancholy from the news anyways. I have cried more this morning for his death than for some friends who have died recently (which isn’t saying an… Continue Reading “Oh my and good-bye.”