More reading ...

Here's a lovely paragraph I stumbled across, from my usual weblinkings through the world of The Guardian:-

The idea that marriage is a settling into long-term cosiness is bizarre. A succession of short relationships allows you to coast. Staying with one person doesn't (or shouldn't). A vibrant 70-year-old I interviewed recently in New York told me that whenever she and her husband of 40 years felt tempted to have an affair, they'd come back, sit down with each other, and work out what frustrations had bubbled up in their relationship that they were trying to resolve elsewhere, and how they could deal with them. Nothing cosy there, only a constant evolving.

That's the kind of relationship I want. Hello Universe, are you listening????

Moblogging?

Doctor's surgeries are kind of awful places. I'm an idiot for attempting to read about quantum physics in the waiting room, but it's the book I'm on just now, so what else to do? Constant mental interruptions by complaining old people, infants, rubbish TV news and the good old general public at large. Oh, for the peace of mind that will descend tomorrow, 24 hours to go! The more I read about the global downturn, the more I think I may have got out of the UK at the right time. Marksies share price down 25% overnight? That's pretty huge. I do want to go back to live in London and do post-grad @ Oxford, but if it takes three to four years to get there, I think that should probably be about right, hopefully we'll be on the upswing by then. Whether other people can wait that long remains to be seen, however that's my fantasy-land talking again and I have no way of even pretending it is a plausible possibility! Och well, one can only hope, I suppose ...

Speaking of hope, I sent it out to the Universe to sort out this morning. Anyone driving past me as I was yapping away to the heaven's would have hopefully assumed I had some sort of fancy hands-free gadget nonsense in operation and that I wasn't just talking to myself. Little do they know! Anyway, it's out there to be figured out and I have the confidence in it being done so. I know I wrote in Melbs that the Universe is a more East than West coast thing, however Cynthia has reignited the West coast cheer squad, reminding me of the *power!* so I have enabled it, hopefully :)

I think I'm going to be waiting here forever. Back to the origins of the Universe then I suppose?

crap from last night ...

So, Em believes I have to put the good vibes out there. Believe I deserve good things to happen to me, so I can encourage them in. People are a lot better with the universe on this side of the country, I wonder why that is? Anyway, regardless of why, I'm putting it out there; I want something beautiful, special, deep, personal, intense, magickal and wonderful. I want it, I deserve it and I hope it happens. I can't wait to meet that person, I hope he's excited about finding me too.



Melbourne takes my breath away with its vibrancy, yet it can also be terribly soulless at times. I'm enjoying being the me I am now here this trip. Things are clearer, I'm more at ease and I have more of a sense of purpose about myself. A confidence in me. Certainly encouraged by various recent others, they do and don't need to know/know who they are. I like the me I am this time, I feel comfortable in it. And it seems to be repaying me in spades too. How fabulous is that? I'm certainly not complaining :)