Thursday, September 19, 2013

Confessions: Summer is Over

For the first time since I began my blog, I went an entire month without a single post. I am sorry for that, and even more sorry that it's already over halfway through the next. Sigh.

I began this blogging business as a way to cope, for loss of a better descriptor, with the absence of another. For I was single in a world that is forever coupled, tripled, quadrupled. But now, well, I am still a single, but I am also a couple. And it is sheer happiness.

Since I embarked upon this journey with Lizard, he has matured greatly in his relationship savviness. He has improved leaps and bounds with his communication, and when he looks at me so intently, I know it is with nothing but love.

Yet I confess, I still think of my Caribbean boyfriend from time to time. Now, before you go and get your panties in a wad, I warned you that this was a confessions post. Perhaps it continues to only be that I never received closure, or even something that could favor an explanation, but he still haunts my dreams on occasion. Perhaps he always will. I guess that's what they mean by soulmate.

But summer is over, and my favorite season of the year is upon us...

In honor of one of my favorite artists of all time:
Sorta Fairytale and Northern Lad

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