And I thought I couldn't stay away from this journal for loong, it's been awhile since I updated something substantial.
In that time I have been thinking about what I should be doing with my life now that I am alone and have more time to consolidate with my thoughts. That was the whole plan when I moved out, I wanted the new space to give me the opportunity to consort with my thoughts without having my plans or thinking rudely interrupted by somebody else's plans. So here I am a month and a half in and I haven't done anything, no writing, no trips to the coffee shop with my laptop, no entries in any book reading clubs, no Saturday lunches with the cute guys in the next building, nothing at all. I have just been doing, without actually being.
That has been the chore, so since then I have dusted up the trusty laptop, and cut down the TV watching time, and to do some Anita thinking about Anita strategy time.
No literary ideas have been achieved asides from that little paragraph below that was written at a sad sad time at work. No literary achievements, not even in the Keanu and Shelia territory. Sorry!
Till I get coffee, london and red buses in my sight or his preposterously handsome face before me, I don't know what I'll be doing.
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