Shorter posts, links, or thoughts. No schedule, not heavily considered.
-
Stop picking on me
Well that was the weekend, definitely one of THOSE weekends where you wonder, what did I do wrong? It started on Friday evening when I lied to myself. I pushed the inevitable away, told myself it wasn’t happening and grasped denial by the lapels and screamed “help me, please, not tonight!”. But my screaming was…
-
My nonmonogamy
Written in response to the monthly theme on Poly Means Many: Types of Nonmonogamy I’m not big on definitions and labels, and as I’m still new to the concept of non-monogamy itself (he said, neatly avoiding having to label my own relationship type for the moment) all of the terminology around this lifestyle is something that…
-
A day at the Fringe
Last Saturday we headed to Edinburgh for some Fringe frolics, with only a vague plan but no real expectations of what we might see, so as we walked towards the Gilded Balloon we accepted a few flyers and made some quick decisions! First up was a musical comedian from Boston, Katie Goodman. She got things…
-
Assumptions
Written in response to the monthly theme on Poly Means Many: Assumptions I am not ‘one of the lads’, I can play the role when needed but recently I’ve been less inclined to do so. It’s taken me a while to figure out why but I think it’s because I’m getting fed up with the…
-
Lots of new things
There are many different types of relationship, many different ways those relationships function, and many different forms the dynamic takes between two or more people. At present, for these things are prone to change, I’m lucky enough to be in a relationship with a woman who shares my views on these things. We’ve both been…
-
Slowly Happy
It feels a bit like a long slow ascent, floating higher and higher above the ground. Everything seems to be changing perspective, as I drift over ground previously covered and onwards to new pastures. The benefits of this extra distance are obvious. I can see the connections better, the well trodden pathways and places I’ve…
-
Stop Planning
I’ve recently managed to do something I’ve been trying to do for a while. In fact, I’ve managed it twice. The interesting realisation for me is that I hadn’t planned to do it the way it happened, it just … happened. This event had it’s genesis in the realisation that it’s ok to fail. That…
-
Glastonbury 2013
It’s a different world. A different reality where hours and days merge, and you spend most of your time in a state of heightened attention as you try to absorb everything that is going on. It was our second Glastonbury, the first rushing past in a blur of bands and mud. Last time around we spent…
-
Gigs
I have no idea how many gigs I’ve attended in my lifetime. I do know that I have tickets for them all, stored away in a drawer, all the way back to the first one (Simple Minds). I’ve sporadically written up attendance at some of the more recent gigs, but by and large I’ve not…
-
If I wasn’t doing this
What would I be doing? When people ask me, if you could do anything, what job would you do? Well, I tend to flippantly respond by saying that I’d be a Zookeeper. Part of me believes that. The part that loves animals, that finds them fascinating and would love to spend more time around them. Part of…
-
Insomnia
I’ve had insomnia on and off for years but in the last year or so it’s started to occur more frequently. I’m starting to figure it out though and it’s definitely work related. It seems that, during periods of high stress, my insomnia kicks in. Beyond that I’m a bit hazy about why I wake…
-
I am
Changes take time. No matter how deep my desire to be ‘better’ I need to learn to be patient. And I am. Changes don’t have to be sweeping. Small steps towards a goal make progress easier than trying to leap large boulders in a single bound. I should enjoy the process as much as the…
-
The good, the bad
… and for the purposes of this post, I’ll play ‘the ugly’ (shut it at the back!). The good We were out and about last weekend and enjoyed a fun-filled evening at Cabaresque, a cabaret/burlesque show organised by some friends. It’s all for charity and as most of the audience and acts, know each other,…
-
Pondering Poly
On Facebook, I am listed as being in an ‘Open Relationship’ with Kirsty. It’s something we are still figuring out, and it may change in the future. I’ve had some brief conversations with friends and family but really, what does it mean? Ultimately, that’s a question I can’t yet answer and, knowing that relationships evolve…
-
Guilt
Warning: My main focus at the moment is my health/weight. Read on at your own risk. The transition from guilt to excuse is a quick one for me. When I feel a bit flat, or bored, or just tired (mostly the latter) I get lazy and my good intentions falter, my standards drop. I slob…
-
Investments for More Better
I’ll admit it. I’m a sucker for fads, for shiny new things that will help me in my never ending quest for betterment. Is that a word? I hope so, because I can’t think of another word that encompasses the pervading view that we should all be trying harder to do more, be more, and…
-
Coloured views
I remember sitting in a lecture hall, third row from the front. It was an old room, well loved, and the sun was streaming through the vertical blinds captured in the dust stirred by 30 nervous, anxious and very unsure students. It was the first day of college and I had no idea what to…
-
Default
Try something new. Try something different. Don’t give in to the fear. A while ago this was a bit of a mantra. I was pushing myself, not dramatically but enough to broaden my horizons and my view of the world (or the world as I see it). But recently, not so much. Case in point,…
-
Life continues
New tattoo, sprained ankle, and a desire to write more. But aside from that, not much else in my head. Nothing ready to fall out here at least. Off to my cousin’s wedding on Friday, sunny Birmingham for some fun with friends at the weekend and on Monday I’m hoping to try the award winning…
-
Finding the way
Overhead the clouds swirl, heavy drops of rain plummet onto his upturned face. Eyes closed he savours each tiny impact, each one reaffirming one thing, he is still alive and, as the rain washes away the dust and grime, he smiles. He lowers his head and looks around, noticing each blade of grass anew, the…