It has been a few days, weeks, years of a writers block. Okay I’m exaggerating. Just a few months. Isn’t it weird how all writers have some sort of writers block? Isn’t this supposed to be our outlet…Oh,now I get it. Clogged. Well this life as it is, I finished doing the unclogging and I totally aim to just dump my creative wastes here.

So,here and now I’m allowing this to be kind of my diary as I kick start my writing afresh. What have I been upto? Well having a new boyfriend isn’t one. Funny I mention this as the first thing as if it’s a priority topic, joke on me because it is. I’m a hopeless romantic and I am ashamed and proud to say I am fueled by love. After my big break up last year I ended up dating my exes best friend.

A huge coincidence that was, as much as it was thought to be revenge. I honestly have no single bone of evil, so that wasn’t it. But it worked either way. Threw a stone and killed an extra bird I had no intent on bagging. So steer clear, I’m a bad bitch *Laughs out loud* .That ended too and I wasn’t broken. Shocked? I said earlier, I’m a bad bitch *Shrug*. You know, love is sort of a carousel of hearts. One breaks you, one mends you and one does absolutely nothing for you.

Good news, I landed a job, and for sure no one tells us how hard employment is! Like can I go back to being a child already? Not at heart but a child child. I hope my redundancy puts the emphasis on how much I am not enjoying this age and whatever it comes with. The independence is something I live for but whew! Can time and space just come together for me and just STOP! Sometimes I find myself whispering to the gods, whichever gods, to give me a time out.

I sometimes wonder if at all the universe has that set up somewhere, like on a remote, and why it’s taking so long. And if you thought Meditation, well no, I’ve slept my way through many of those. The good thing with being an adult is the ability to read minds, because we’re all going through the same thing: Feeling proud for finishing that to-do-list, all the while having absolutely no idea what the hell we’re doing. Assurance: You’re doing well sweetie.

Anyway, after months of being MIA on myself and basically everything, I can say life has never been better. And just like everyone else and you, I am here for it. Ready to put myself out there and hopefully by the time I’m done I’ll be a Maya Angelou, or just an Oprah. As a wise woman once said; ” Adulting is wanting to be a better human ,but wanting to die and reincarnate as the obese household cat in a suburban home you were meant to be.”

Sigh! Life as it is.

Disclaimer : I am the wise woman. ☺️