Life seems like one great big whirl at the moment, it is all good though.
Sitting here in a baseball top and a towel wrapped around my waist, Morgaine is singing in the background, Ifan is opposite me in the office with a " Carry On " movie playing on his Mac. All is where it ought to be.
Feeling like I should go to bed and read. My pile of books never diminishes and I still read every night. I remember as a child, I would sit in my bedroom and read for full days, stopping only to go to the toilet. I miss that, I always feel like I need to be doing something else when I am reading...except recently when I remember to breathe and think only of the moment. More work in this area would be good.
On a different tack, an old mistake of mine has begun to work at my place of work on a casual basis. When my boss ( who lived the whole pitiful saga with me 10 years ago ) told me, she said " will you be alright that he's here ". Honestly, I replied " Who are you talking about ? " . I honestly couldn't remember who he was for a little while.
I have not been my most fabulous self either, and have had a little chuckle to myself that he has seriously aged ( though I know I am NOT Peter Pan either ). He is seventeen years my senior so he isn't far off a pension ! He is not cute, I can't even see how I ever thought he was, he seems like some grown up who I wouldn't notice in a pink fit. Then again, I don't think I gave a damn about him at the time either, was simply seeking a new experience. Isn't that what 25 is all about ?
Thank goddess life moves on.
