Monday, 23 May 2011

The act in which I myself go a bit crazy



Ok, so the long absence can be explained ... that is if anyone out there is reading *peers into the darkness*.

I got a man, finally, then as my life tends to always take the route via the mental institute, he turned out to be...how do I put this? Let's put it this way, if I asked him he would tell me all the people considered to be geniuses/genii were once considered crazy...so maybe he was only crazy as a precursor to some genius.

In truth, he was great very intelligent, very witty, never surprised or freaked out by the insanity that follows me through life. But, as there always is a but in these situations, he acted like a different person every time we met until eventually he slipped away into absolute silence. I've no idea what happened, perhaps he is fine-tuning his 'genius'.

So, my friends, *she says addressing an empty room* back to the excuse at hand. It was due to courting the many personalities of a 'genius' that I was so rudely absent.

What I really came here to say is that in a moment of madness, which I can only imagine I had become infected with while being surrounded by crazy customers or a 'genius' boyfriend, I quit my job. I'm saying that with a sense of pride because it was something I should have done a long, long time ago. I've worked in jobs that made me unhappy before and it made my life miserable, so I quit.

Then I decided it's time to go on an adventure. So this is the start of a new and very exciting chapter of my life I guess.

Wish me luck!

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