So. It turned out that the light of the end of the tunnel was actually a freight train. The relationship I was in had undergone a steady decline over the past couple of years and since my last blog post back in february, I’d say the pace of deterioration increased quite rapidly. Of course, I was unable to see this at the time, being intent to the point of obsession to keep us together. But when the freight train finally hit me (mid-June, this was) and my “british beau” announced that he was calling it for us … well, I was miserable, of course, for weeks. But it’s getting better.
Getting good enough that I’m starting to feel like sharing my thoughts with the world again.
Don’t get your hopes up (assuming there’s anyone reading this having any hopes at all…) - I have no idea where I want to take this blog, just as I have no idea where I want to take a lot of things in my life right now. Chances are it will get quite introspective, but I promise I will try to keep the emo at a minimum.
Until next time, I shall be playing WoW, looking for a job, selling honey and pondering what love is and what it does to you.