Wednesday, 9 March 2011

I am

somewhere between here, and there

I have a lump in my breast(appointment on Monday)

I have a home situation which is increasingly mindblowingly stressful

so that's about it, really.

I love my cat. He asks so little, and gives so much

Sunday, 23 January 2011

why?

do people have more people?

ie why do people have children?

Thursday, 14 October 2010

joan sutherland

sad to hear of her passing; I hope she's enjoying a cocktail with my dear friend Henry who was a great fan

nice wee things today

- my favourite ever Frasier: the one with Patrick Stewart
- an unexpected Tannhauser with a wonderful Wolfram
- a classic Likely Lads: avoiding the score

these are wee things which brighten and help me keep going.

Tuesday, 28 September 2010

Monday, 6 September 2010

sudden realisation.....

....I have been and still am spreading myself too thinly(gotta love adverbs)........

somethin's gotta give
somethin's gotta give
somethin's gotta give...........

so here's to me....... :)

Monday, 23 August 2010

damn, I posted in the wrong place

say what?

hypothetically.....

what happens when the person is not the same person anymore.........

what brought them together is greatly lost....

for better or worse....

I stay, I try, I silently scream.....

maybe it's me? Some days easier than others. No-one to talk to(online friends, thank the universe: you know who you are). I am not cut out for this, That is not an excuse; it is a fact. I am working against myself.

How is it possible to love and hate the same person at the same time?

oh, may the powers that be forgive me but I needed to say that somewhere,and a random notebook didn't do it; it had to be in a place where there was the possibility of someone seeing it, reading it, and therefore allowing myself to be judged.

Always have been, always will be, sod it.

I think I remember a line from a Chrissie Hynde song: "It's a thin line between love and hate". Vacillates.

I know that there are so many more people so much worse off than I am, but right here, right now, I am so........weary.

It's like a constant drip, drip, srip, against stone.....wearing me down; the endless moaning and grumbling and I want to scream SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And then ofn course the row after daring to say something like that,and the risk of upsetting him, and and and and and and and and...........

I shall post this before I chicken out and say how thankful(sorry but 'grateful' still sticks in my throat) I am that I have this place to say this.

Tp anyone who read this, thank you.