You did ask.
Today’s question: Are you friends with any of your ex’s?
I just don’t see how it works. (Or maybe I picked guys who were such losers there’d be no point in having them as friends?).
As far as I can tell, it benefits no-one.
You can’t move on and they continue to irritate you.
Every time I looked at my most recent ex, or had any communication with him via text or email, all I felt was anger, sadness and resentment, at the way he let me down.
So I cut him off.
But what about you?
Hmmm, I also sleep alone and have the occassional hotel tryst.
Maybe I HAVE been married all these years after all?
I was blown away by this photograph of Lauren Bacall, taken when she was 88, one year before her death last week.
It’s the most honest portrait of ageing I’ve ever seen from a Hollywood star, and also a little uncomfortable.
Lauren Bacall was one of the most beautiful women of her generation,and yet here she is, facing her advancing years head on.
She’s steadfast, brave, and unflinching.
Much like the Hobbits in the Lord of the Ring: Return of the King, when the Orcs march on Minas Tirith (yes, I’m comparing age to an Orc but bear with me on this), age advances relentlessly.
Nothing you can do – not even Botox – will stop your face from falling apart over time, because (unlike the Orcs), age always wins.
But I think Lauren Bacall is the winner this time around.
Look at that face. Really look. There’s fire in those eyes and a life writ large.
Yes, her old lady face terrifies me but I also love it. I want that face, and I want that confidence.
She’s a woman who knows her power, and yet there’s a resignation too. A tiny recognition of where her amazing life journey has lead her. It’s a fighting stare but one that emanates inner peace.
So RIP Ma’am, and the next time I need to find the strength within to not despise my face for casually shedding its youthful glow, I’ll whistle. I may not be able to come to terms with getting older but I sure know how to whistle.
Moved house again today.
Seems to me, if you don’t ‘settle down’ (ie, get married, have kids) you never actually ‘settle’. Therefore, it’s left me feeling very unsettled.
Excitement comes with adventure and really, that comes with youth.
People keep asking me, “Are you excited to move?”.
No, I’m not. It’s just another move. Really what they should be asking is, “Are you sure this is the right move?”
To which my answer would be, “How the hell do I know?”
My track record shows that I am The Queen of Wrong Decisions. This might just be another one.
*little voice deep inside*
“Or it could be the exactly the Right One.”
Only time will tell.
Now where the hell did I pack the bottle opener (and other cliches).
There are so many wonderful moments to choose from, such is his enormous legacy, but this one made me smile.
…you find yourself staring wistfully at a poster for Tourism California on the London Underground, and wishing that the teleportation machine in Star Trek was real.