Paris, Japan, Hate, & Insignificance

I should be writing Delivering Hope right about now. I’m 30k words in, which is great. It’s far further along than I thought I would be after everything. But I’m not writing right now.

Instead, I’m wondering about humanity. Yesterday was Friday 13th. Bad luck according to many, but I don’t think luck had much to do with a lot of the horror of yesterday.

The lights in Paris are out.

And the rest of the world is sharing its grief in France’s national colours. Such is the sadness of our hearts.

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Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

Or so I’m told….

My room is a mass of laundry, random boxes and bags of rubbish containing fast food litter and cans/bottles, which kind of describes the state of my life right now. Messy and dazed. Mr H is currently my one constant (apart from the litany of work, I guess).

My birthday is in a week on Thursday too (joy… I’m getting yet older). What do I have to show for that this past year?

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Take Apart The Demon, In The Attic To The Left.

Let’s see… Things that have happened. Well, my birthday night out for one, but I will talk about that after this first important bit that happened two days later.

My cat, unfortunately, died.

Obviously the above is an old photo of us together, back when I only wore glasses and had my natural hair colour (in case you were wondering). His name was Smokey and he was a beautiful cat despite his discrepancies.

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A Deafening Quiet

It’s nearly Christmas and I don’t feel Christmassy at all. Maybe that’s partly the bleak outlook everyone has right now or maybe it’s the fact that I still can’t have a night out that doesn’t involve breaking down and crying on somebody at some point.

There’s also the other thing that I’m getting quite sick of. Maybe most girls would enjoy it, but I don’t. I never have and round about now it’s just making the things going around my head worse.

Maybe you even already guessed that with my lack of being able to deal with something as innocent as a kiss. I don’t know.

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