A damn fine question and one even I am not sure will have been answered to my satisfaction by the end of the post but here goes. So why put digital pen to optical paper about such personal things?
Well first off, I like to write and have been looking for a new topic to wax lyrical about for a while now. I have written quite a bit about serious topics before but thought that perhaps it might be interesting to take up the challenge of trying to look at a slightly less heavy topic (though of course what could be more serious than love and loss) from a slightly different perspective.
Secondly, there seems to be one recurring theme, more than any other, that gets my friends creased over in gales of laughter … my love life. As I traverse my mid 30’s still single while most of my friends are safely coupled up (and as yet have not started the dreaded decoupling) I can't make out if I am just unlucky in love or if I have just enjoyed/suffered a slightly more complex and varied romantic life than most.
Perhaps for some as yet to be defined psycho-analytic reason, I seem to have the most off the wall, “that never happened, did it?” experiences during the course of multiple attempts at charting true love's romantic course (or whatever the hell you might call the voyage that I appear to be on).
Finally seeing as most of the stories and related observations I wish to share here cause me little or no pain (at least they don't any more) and seem to give so many others such amusement, I thought it would be a shame not to document a few of them more fully and see what kind of reaction I might get.
None of the above is quite a good enough reason to make my whole personal life totally public of course so you will have to excuse my (hopefully successful) attempts to remain anonymous. This not only protects me (I am still hoping to meet somebody special after all) but also all those poor unfortunates who will unwittingly star in one or two of my better stories.
Overall, I would like this to be mostly fun, occasionally thought provoking, sometimes poetic but never ever pathetic (if I get there, please God let me know and I will stop immediately).
Regardless of how much I may mock or raise an eyebrow to the attitudes and behaviours of others who may feature in this blog, I am more than aware that it is I who plays the recurring role.
When all is said and done, it is probably me.
Well first off, I like to write and have been looking for a new topic to wax lyrical about for a while now. I have written quite a bit about serious topics before but thought that perhaps it might be interesting to take up the challenge of trying to look at a slightly less heavy topic (though of course what could be more serious than love and loss) from a slightly different perspective.
Secondly, there seems to be one recurring theme, more than any other, that gets my friends creased over in gales of laughter … my love life. As I traverse my mid 30’s still single while most of my friends are safely coupled up (and as yet have not started the dreaded decoupling) I can't make out if I am just unlucky in love or if I have just enjoyed/suffered a slightly more complex and varied romantic life than most.
Perhaps for some as yet to be defined psycho-analytic reason, I seem to have the most off the wall, “that never happened, did it?” experiences during the course of multiple attempts at charting true love's romantic course (or whatever the hell you might call the voyage that I appear to be on).
Finally seeing as most of the stories and related observations I wish to share here cause me little or no pain (at least they don't any more) and seem to give so many others such amusement, I thought it would be a shame not to document a few of them more fully and see what kind of reaction I might get.
None of the above is quite a good enough reason to make my whole personal life totally public of course so you will have to excuse my (hopefully successful) attempts to remain anonymous. This not only protects me (I am still hoping to meet somebody special after all) but also all those poor unfortunates who will unwittingly star in one or two of my better stories.
Overall, I would like this to be mostly fun, occasionally thought provoking, sometimes poetic but never ever pathetic (if I get there, please God let me know and I will stop immediately).
Regardless of how much I may mock or raise an eyebrow to the attitudes and behaviours of others who may feature in this blog, I am more than aware that it is I who plays the recurring role.
When all is said and done, it is probably me.
