Desperately seeking...

My contact with fellow humans is limited to my work and online exchanges with my friends. I cannot remember the last time I sat across a friend and chatted over a cuppa or cocktail. I miss that.

But much as I do I also don't have the drive to really seek it out. I'm not sure what is missing but I know I want to change it.

Stupidity...

Is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different outcome.

Or some such, I'm sure I'm misquoting but the sentiment is the same.

Which begs the question, why am I still chatting to my ex like we're best friends?

When all it achieves is to hurt me anew?

12 Years A Fool

Twelve years is a long time for an unresolved issue to hang around, it's stench becoming more pronounced, the entire situation becoming a breeding ground for resentment and anger.

To that end I will be tackling an old scar with my ex, in the hopes of finding closure and hopefully a clear path for he future.

Here's to the opening salvo!

She who cried laughs last, the loudest

For now it's enough that I just acknowledge that.

She won.

I lost.

More fool I.

How many times have I sang this song?

New start!

Huzzah!

Yeah right.

There is no new start, maybe just  a resolve to do better tomorrow and that should be good enough. I haven't blogged in a while because basic my life is up shit creek and I no longer watch the news or read the papers enough to have an opinion about anything.

So; I'm going to renew my efforts.

I'm making a list and everything.

Crossing fingers.