Musings

Last night whilst lying on the floor of the Monkey's Room and wondering how I got Here. No, not on the floor of his room, I know how I...

There was a time when the words out of the Bio's mouth would have made me swoon and snicker to myself...but, this time...not so much. We've been going to therapy....

There are days when I feel like I'm the only person in the world who gets Me. Like today. I actually think Mr. MK found my Blog. Who wouldn't...

I was broken and now I'm not. While I know that flaws are all a part of the person and who they are, I remember fiver years ago when...

Last night I put myself to bed with a tried a true method. Wine and Sex and the City. I posted about my meh-ness and well that is-what-it-is. While I...

When I started blogging it was for my soul. To relinquish the bad juju that was hovering around my heart and in my brain. A means to therapy for...

I love smells. I used to tell the Bio I loved his stink. Without any cologne or anything he stunk so good. But he always insisted on wearing something...

At 1am the other night, my phone rang and I fumbled for the phone only to see it was Nomad. At 4am his time he was calling me. And...

I've had an interestingly killer weekend. And while I haven't felt much like writing about anything and I will definitely post something up about the whys I wanna write...

Relationships of any kind are work. Sometimes you have to put people on probation to make them see that your value stretches far beyond being a dumping ground for...