Here we are in the Summer holidays again. My favourite time of the year, its no contest. Its so good to catch my breath, catch up with my son, my friends, the state of my house, and the state of my mind.
Its been a good few months, work is work, routine is routine and my son's happiness remains priority. The Olympics have injected a great atmosphere into the nation.
Been seeing a guy. He's decent. A good bloke. Seems it anyway. What now? Goodness knows. Its been such a long time (if ever) since I was at this stage or felt this way that I've no idea how to behave, how to nurture this delicate relationship growing from goodness. Sometimes we annoy each other. When will I stop thinking that marks the end. When will I be able to believe that actually days like that need to come to test and strengthen our relationship, to truly understand each other. We are both still wary. Lets hope we can successfully navigate our respective demons.
