Ever so sorry I have not written to you in a while, life got away from me but don’t worry I caught it and now it is attached to my wrist so it’s floaty balloon like nature will stay as close to me as my shadow…. I’ve sewn that in place to, cause soap doesn’t work.
I hope you are well over the pond, life is treating you well.
It’s been a crazy couple of weeks for me, well actually months… You see I let myself fall but he alas did not catch me, well not in the way I wanted. But I think I’m ok, picking myself up and hoping my hand me down heart is not going to curse me for dropping it from such a height when I was in a daze for most of June and July’s nights.
To be honest I’ve been a tennis match of emotions, it’s beginning to give me a bad neck and is making my head a bit if a jumble and that’s not what we want… don’t want to just bumble along skipping over every headphone love song.
But I’m not angry either cause I let my imagination run away my optimism and boy did they create some beautiful visions, proper romcom material. Oil and paint covered hands meeting at a sink or the sound when two sets spectacles clink.
I’m moving forward I think, even moved out of the family home to give my feet, legs and eyes somewhere different to roam.
Last night I was content, wine and warm clothes after a thunderstorm, food in my stomach but through that devil that is social media my mind yet again became flummoxed.
I guess this is just life, one of the messy bits.
Maybe one day I’ll find an oil covered hand that catches me and fits.
Lots of love
A twenty something that lets her words get away from her sometimes.