Brazil, Life and Perserverence!!!
Wordsley, Stourbridge, England: 8 degrees, chilly, overcast and trying to rain. What a great Thursday! The beginning was a little strange, with twists and turns, but by the end of the day, everything was good. If I hadn’t sent a message to Julie first thing, then she wouldn’t have sent me a message, which makes the whole situation seem petty, […]
Wordsley, Stourbridge, England: 11 degrees, fresh, overcast and with rain later. It is Wednesday, the middle of the week, and we’re nearing the end of the month. A lot is happening in my personal life. This beautiful, little, perfect woman has now taken up a large part of my life. It was not planned to be so violent at such […]
Wordsley, Stourbridge, England: 11 degrees, chilly, a little sunny, slightly overcast but pleasant. It is the first day of the week, and it is so good to have a good weekend before you begin the week on Monday. My weekend, going out with Julie twice on Saturday and once on Sunday, contributed a lot to a great weekend and the […]
Wordsley, Stourbridge, England: 11 degrees, mild with rain in the morning but promising to clear up during the day. So, after Saturday, which was generally good, bordering on excellent, Sunday was meant to be less eventful but turned out to be the opposite. I woke up early, did my usual exercises, put seed and food in the bird feeders, and […]
Saturday brought extreme highs and lows. My mother isn’t happy with me going out with someone. I believe it’s a mix of jealousy, selfishness, and her sociopathic tendencies. I’ve brought out a dark side in her since I started seeing Julie. Things were good and reasonably stable until I had a female friend, and it’s starting to impact my mental […]
Wordsley, Stourbridge, England: 11 degrees, chilly, grey, and overcast with showers. It’s grey and miserable but not too cold. It is Friday, so it should have been a simpler day, and it was. One class in the morning, a couple in the late afternoon, and one at 9:00 p.m. Between the classes, posting a blog, journal writing, coffees and teas […]
Wordsley, Stourbridge, England: 13 degrees, chilly, grey, dark and rain is promised. I’m not sure if I wrote this yesterday so that I might be repeating myself a bit, but it’s interesting how we often relax and don’t expect things to happen, yet when we plan and push the situation, it doesn’t always turn out as we want or expect. […]
Wordsley, Stourbridge, England: 11 degrees, chilly, grey, and miserable. It is remarkable how our lives can change from water to wine in a day, an hour, or even a minute. Life can knock us down and then lift us up again immediately. Over the last month, I have been thinking, imagining, and even obsessing about this beautiful, little, perfect woman. […]
Wordsley, Stourbridge, England: 7 degrees, cold, grey and rainy. Monday, the first day of a new week, it is pouring with rain here in England. I have, over the past three or four months, grown slightly accustomed to it, but there are times when it really does get you down. The truth is, I’m feeling low; I’m going through a […]
Wordsley, Stourbridge, England: 6 degrees, bitterly cold, grey and overcast. Unfortunately, or fortunately, today has been a day of revelation, shock and a slight disappointment. During the day, I did my everyday things: writing, shopping for my mother, exercising, feeding the swans and ducks, walking, and visiting the two cafes in the village. In the early afternoon, I shaved, cut […]