Driftwood

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Thursday, June 12, 2008

I wish I could do that

My recent companion in the evenings has been youtube, and I have been teaching myself a dance or two, just to amuse myself. Here are two I particularly enjoyed, if they work: http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=dQ0-KHAJRZ8&feature=related http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=UpjXY8WKmQA&feature=related... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, June 9, 2008

Boooiiinnng

That's the sound of me, bouncing back again. Recently a widower from church wondered if I would accompany him to a social evening. Today a young regular euro-buyer waved cheerily as he passed by the bureau, even though he wasn't a customer today. He later stopped by again and spoke to me. He said... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Hibernating

I'm going to go quiet for a while. It isn't easy being broken up with by email. I should have expected it. People don't just stop communicating, there has to be a reason. I have lost so much time and energy over the past four years and I just don't want to think any more. I'm going to be quite cross... Sign in to see full entry.

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Not again.

Talk to me baby, just talk.. I don't think I can go through this again, If it's what I think it is. How you can change so fast Is beyond me. Go, go into your cave... don't ask me to wait again. Four years is enough. I didn't ask for any of this and yet... We are perfect for each other. There must be... Sign in to see full entry.

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Is less more? Do I care?

I think my life might be about to fall apart again.. the forty-eight hours of 'off' has become one hundred and twenty hours of long-distance nothing. As I often do, I take comfort in reading thoughts from days gone by, just to see if I am still me... I know I'm getting older, and I'm okay with... Sign in to see full entry.

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Fun with Kate

I have been rediscovering Kate Millett's Sexual Politics -- now that I don't have to -- as part of my research into the history of psychology (all to do with my work on Elizabeth I). I won't bore anyone with the details, and psychology is my main interest, not feminism. Although I can't say I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, June 3, 2008

In lighter days

He's driving me crazy... juice dripped all over the countertop from cutting pineapple last night. This is after my having already cleared up the sticky mess from the floor last night. And I had to clear the pineapple rind left in the garbage disposer after he'd finished. He leaves lids only partly... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, June 2, 2008

Over the Border

In forty-eight hours you change; so fast, So low. Cheery when I call you Before breakfast, busy and have to go; I understand, baby. I'm busy too. Talk later. Only we don't. You won't. I see. Something is up, I can tell. Talk tomorrow, If you'd like. Busy tomorrow. I see. What did the doctor tell... Sign in to see full entry.

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Rain

When first I heard the sound of stinging rain I thought it the wind, rushing through trimmed trees, Parting soft pine branches that swoop so low, Brushing stubborn ivy. I realised soon its rhythmic thudding was Too regular for wind, and wind cannot dance, Does not pitter-patter on dust-streaked... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, May 24, 2008

Antidote

Is it really twenty-three days since I was last here? Where does the time go? I've been out in the garden again.. it's become a place to just be me, with none of the external garbage going on. I don't think I like the currency exchange game any more. Today I sold two 'cash passports' - Visa cards... Sign in to see full entry.

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About this Blog

I started this blog in 2006, round about the time my 28-year marriage was unravelling. It was difficult for all concerned, even for my ex who handled the situation about as badly as it’s possible to do. The damage is still emerging, when I least expect it. The children are adults and both now live with their father in Australia. After the divorce, the future initially looked bright. It still does, although there are a number of complications. I have a new relationship to nurture, sometimes thrown into confusion through my daughter’s negativity when she visits. I’m a member of the church choir, which is really important to me. I think I’m happy, apart from those moments of conflict and opposition that we can all do without. Time will tell. To quote William Shakespeare: O time, thou must untangle this, not I. It is too hard a knot for me t'untie

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