Seeking...

A blogger named Entropy. He or she blogged around 2007.

Please let me know if you're him or her

Thanks, Bee

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.