Just received a google reminder that I should migrate. I didn't quite understand. In a nutshell what they meant was "do something about this otherwise you're losing everything". So threatening at Google. I then realised it was about the blog.
So I thought I would delete the bloody site once and for all since I haven't posted since January 2009 and quite simply forgot about it. I couldn't find the delete button and one thing leading to another, here I am writing a completely impromptu new post.
The main motive for this blog back then was was probably to show guys I liked how funny and clever I was. I can confess it to you since I am now a married woman and will never get to live any of these love stories other than in my dreams (Oh God).
Today, I am probably looking for a free psychotherapy here. Accepting to move on to full on adulthood is difficult. Saying goodbye to the dreams that used to show the way is more challenging than actually achieving them.
When the daily frustrations kick in, you can only rely on your dreams. Finding happiness in this new configuration can take time. You know this is right but sometimes right doesn't mean good. You miss the friends you used to be free with. If you live far from them, you hope they will come and visit you at night, when your eyes are asleep but when your soul breathes. Ghosts are alive again, dead ideas are concrete, and you kiss that one man you used to love and thought you would end up with. Maybe, you still love him a little bit.
It would be nice if you could play this at my funeral. I don't know if it's your style.
