Life

“Change Maybe?” ~ Let’s Talk About It

It never occurred to me, that when I arrived at this point in my life, I would consider a career change. My thought was, why should I? I love what I do?

But what happens when what you love becomes taxing on your body?🤔

I have to rethink my whole exit plan now. And I wasn’t prepared for that this soon.

Such is life I suppose.

Life, relationships, Romance

“What I Thought I Would Be By My 40s” ~Let’s Talk About It…

The first few years of my forties has been an emotional war with a blood covered battlefield. It has been one knock down drag out fight after another. To say it’s been rough is an understatement.

However, I’m still around.

One thing I thought, was that I’d be established relationship wise. I had imagined that by my forties I would be coasting in that area. Traveling with my love. Exploring each other and new things. Just having fun honestly. But what I am learning is, I live vicariously through others very well. And that I am adapting to a new idea of who I am. I’m not sure if I like it yet though. We shall see.

What did you think you would be or have by the time you got to the forty club? And has it happened?

Life, relationships, Romance, Stories

“Let’s Begin” ~ Snapped…

There had to be punishment.

One could not simply do what you did and go unscathed. No. There had to be retribution. And I’m here for it. Despite what has been said, revenge is definitely best served warm with tea. Maybe even a hearty meal.

But it must be served. In a manner so subtly perfect, that you won’t even realize it is being served at all. You’ll just feel the discomfort without knowing why. It will make you torn from within. Distraught and anguished.

I can’t wait to get started.

Life, relationships, Romance, Stories

“Snapped” ~ The Afterthoughts…

After everything, this is where I ended up? A shell? A weaker version of my greatness? A teary eyed doe in the headlights of a truck that will not stop?

For what?

A touch? A left over smile that wasn’t meant for me to begin with? Crumbs?

Am I no better than crumbs? Than lies so easily whispered in the throws of passion? Than the consolation prize?

I see. And you will see too. But when you do, you will have no idea what you’re looking at. And then you will be me.

I should have just eaten the cake…