Am i learning lessons in love

There were moments with us where i felt you slip away, yet i was patient for many a week. Perhaps the secret is to be patient for all men will come around if they truly love you.

What will be, will be. And i hope to meet the man of my dreams, whoever he may be.

Is it R, Is it G, Is it somebody else?

The first overseas trip I say no to

So i'm supposed to head to South Korea and for the first time in my life i find myself trying to get out of this. Its a changing of the tide. I recall two years back when i just wanted to travel the world. These days its getting a bit much and i crave for my life in Melbourne. I start not wanting to head overseas on these all expense paid five star business trips.

The reality of working 24/7 in a timezone not your own gets to you. As you get older and take on more responsibility, you can't quite get away from it all.

You are in my daydreams

And today at work there were moments where i could not stop thinking about you. i could almost feel your touch. I felt so happy. I couldn't wait for you to touch me again. Sometimes i close my eyes and try to feel you near.

Your gorgeous babe.

A bunch of suits talking philosophy

So last night we were squashed into a vintage counch and a few stools and sat drinking cheap beer and talking of plato and his cave and the existential nature of words out of context, just as if we were poor starving uni students.

Except that we were all decked out in suits and designer gear, blackberries beeping and all had PA's.

How we have changed, how we have not. Some moments are magic and last night was one of them.

It makes me smile to hear from you

It just does. I am beaming.

Perhaps you are my fairytale in the sky.

The other night as i lay in your arms

I had a feeling of security i have not felt for a while. I knew you would be here in my bed awhile. That you would be back. That i could reach over and touch your body and explore and kiss you where ever i felt like and that you would touch me back.

I love the effection that we share. I love how i can look into your eyes. This is a special moment.

I smile when i think of you. Right now i miss you. I long to feel your touch, hear you voice, see your smile.

Baby, i am falling in deep for you....

Are you playing games with me?

Yesterday i stepped out of my comfort zone and decided to test the waters of my heart. I sent you a message. Twenty Four hours later i have still not heard anything.  I'm retreating to the city, saying goodbye to that ocean and building up the barriers around my heart.

There is no need for concern, i know you will be back in my life. There is a feeling of trust i have with you. I just wish you could be more considerate. I wish i had the confidence to risk losing you. To open up and get mad at you every now and then.

I step out, i get hurt, i take ten steps back.

I will simply not call you for a long time coming. I will wait patiently on the sidelines for you.

Perhaps this is it

I'm really enjoying your company. You make me feel so special. Most of all, that anxiousness from the past is gone. I feel like your the man i can trust.

So different to many a man that came before.

Your not my usual type but perhaps this is how i have been going so wrong.

Your a gentleman and you make me feel special. I barely think of the other's these days, it seems they are well and truly in the past.

Your delicious.

I can't wait to kiss you

tomorrow

I'm starting to feel like your my man

I woke up next to you the other day and didn't wonder about never seeing you again and weather or not i should savour the moment because there may not be another time. I did not hesitate to touch you the way i wanted and to kiss you just in case you would feel i was needy. And you responded like for like with just a gentle squeeze of my hand.

Your beautiful. I love what we are together. We are learning about each other. I long to touch you again. I will get my chance tomorrow.

I love how you hold me, i love how you hold my hand as we walk down the street, i love how you can't keep your hands off me, i love how you kiss me.

The end of an era

Today i wandered around Borders for what may be the very last time. It was an administrators sale and everything, even the bookshelves were up for grabs. I have fond memories of wandering around, letting my mind discover all it could. That feeling of flicking through a book, the smell of fresh paper and the curiosity for other peoples lives.

It dawned on me that with all the online stores and ipads and technology that book shops will become a thing of the past. That whole generations will grow up not knowing this feeling of wandering through books. That libraries will become learning centres with the internet and couches and wifi connectivity.

The world is changing. A moment of sadness while i stop for a moment to ponder before joining the world once more.

Perhaps you and I are meant to be?

Dear D, or R, or R or G or D.....

Yes we may one day work out. You make me feel attractive, wanted and like i deserve to be loved. You have so much confidence in my ability.

Perhaps we are just meant to be?

who knows.....

KKKK

That feeling of exhileration

I was at work today and a massive deal came in and i got excited and i thought i knew something and then i did know something.

It was going to be an immense amount of work but i wanted to do it. I felt that rush and i wanted to keep working at it. No one was asking, no one even knew how to do it. I want to do it. I would love to make it happen.

I love that feeling. The sense of achievement. I genuinely get a buzz out of it.

Sometimes it scares me. The lack of focus on my social life. Or that i can get such a buzz and feel happy about something so material and not so soft.

Should i be focusing my efforts on a man?

Its friday night

And these days i'm not out all the time. My friends are few and far between. With each coming day, one by one, they get engaged, married, settle down, have kids and disappear off the face of a friday night.

Once a long time ago i recall having tens and hundreds of friends on a friday and saturday night, even on a thursday and a sunday.

These days i still have fun. I am a lot more confident and beautiful. But there is also many a night when i am sitting all alone in my wonderful apartment.

I have a man these days, but even he is too busy for me some nights....

Why momentary fairytales that eventually shatter your heart can be a good thing

For all the risks i have taken, for all the moments where my heart has been broken, for all those times i thought i was in love even though i only knew you for a second, a minute, barely a day.

All the men that were fireworks in the sky and oh so shortlived.

I thank you now for i have met a great man. And he is not fireworks in the sky. He is gentle and holds me so lovingly.

I fall asleep in his arms knowing he will be there in the morning.

Lovely.

When you know you've got it

So i was cooking dinner or my man in a red flowy dress that clung to my curves just perfect, gave that sneaky yet alluring peak at my great leg which were only just elongated by those gorgeous brown boots.

I'd just been to the gym, been for my run, feeling exhilerated, perfect grooming, had washed my hair and let it shine on.

He couldn't resist. Kissing me occasionally, not able to keep his hands and eyes off me and i cooked, longing in his eyes for me. He couldn't wait to finish dinner so he could have me for desert. And in his world i was a melting pot of hotness.

Confident as i've ever been. Looking better than i can recall before.

Making love so gently with him. He just couldn't stand it anymore......

Perhaps deep down i am in love

He's not the typical man i go for. But he holds me so tender, he makes me happy, he makes me feel wanted and i crave his company.

I feel that our differences are such that we can both learn from each other. I admire and respect him.

I also trust him.

I believe in him.

I think he makes a wonderful man.

the correlation between dating a man and a perfect body

Its not that i don't love myself or that i am trying to please him. I love wandering around in front of my man n my underwear, sporting that perfectly toned body.

And i;m not sure if i am just lucky or super motivated but its not that hard to have that perfect body. A few heavy weights sessions a week, a ten to fifteen km jog is all it takes. Occasionally watching what i eat but the thing is, i work damn hard exercising when i am seeing a man. And i feel all the better for it all of the time.

I feel more confident around him but more so i love my body, i love myself, i feel happier with the adreline rush, my skin is smoother.

If i need a man to motivate myself to be better then so be it.

Its been a while

I haven't held onto a man like this one. Its nice when we are together. He is affectionate, chivalrous, a little bit cheeky and has that boyish way about him. I feel like a younger self (not that I'm old but you know). Its silly and its fun and its adult and its gentle and i love looking into his eyes and falling asleep in his arms.

The other day we fell alseep together and i looked over and i thought we will not last. That you were a short term thing. I just felt in my heart that it would not be a forever.

So if you never call (i know you will), i will not push it. If you call i will be here. This is a time to enjoy each others company, revel in some childish fun together and let the sparks speak for themselves.

There are moments where i feel in love. Like when you held me so gently at the movies and kissed my forehead. The way you get excited at the first moment we are alone and can't keep your hands off me.

I like that. I like you a lot.

:)

We crossed paths but i don't think you realised

It was a funny feeling. You were crossing the road and i was walking by. You kept crossing the road, i looked down at my phone for a conversation and kept on track. We were within meters and seconds of each other and we passed each other by. I saw you. Perhaps you saw me. The reality is that, we know how and where to find each other in real life and we choose not to.

We live in two different worlds. It was pity that for a moment in time, we felt some fireworks and now they are dead.

When i saw you, my heart did not race.  I could see how i may have been attracted to you and perhaps i still could be, but for this moment in time, it was not to be.

I didn't feel any passion as you crossed the road in front of me. In fact i was thinking of my new beau.

Such is life....

Just a little bit sad

Or maybe a lot sad.

The thing is, two weekends have passed and you have not wanted to spend any of it with me. You fit me in during the week when you have a moment.

Its not really what i want. I feel tempted to just disappear.

Sometimes i cry.

Your remind me of a younger self. I don't know what this means.

I don't know anything sometimes.

Truly, madly, deeply. I want to fall in love. I want to look into your eyes and see that you love me. I would love to depnd on you and feel on top of the world. I want to love you so deeply and feel like it will never end. I want to stop feeling scared of getting hurt and living life in the sidelines. I want better judgement.....

I need to drop her

There are some fundamental flaws which i just cannot accept.

It makes me feel repulsive. Her attitude and the way she is so judgemental and dismissive of people disgusts me. Makes the hair's on my neck crawl.

I just need to drop her.

what is a soulmate?

I turn thirty this year.

My mad rush to have found my way in life and love has disappeared. I won't be married by thirty. I have no line of sight to.

I don't even know what love is these days and if a soul mate exists. I've fallen for mens in exotic moments, fairy tales so out of reality that thats all that will always be. Moments of temporary happiness and excitement that is essential to the every element that makes the world spin.

I am seeing a boy these days. I'm scared and happy at the same time but twice removed. If he leaves tomorrow and never calls back, i may shed a tear or two barely, but life will go on.

The best thing about your first love is the ignorance that it will never end.

The worst thing about wisdom and experience is knowing that its not the end of the world and that you can survive.

Sometimes i just feel empty. I wish i could just take a risk and tell him i love him and not worry about the dire mistakes i am repeating and the lessons that i have learnt with all the times it did not work.

I am growing older but the wonder of the world at large and fairy tale romance is fading into the shadows.

Savoring moments of magic

Its that dating game, not quite committed but neither looking the other way.

Most times i feel good, sometimes i question it all.

Deep down i really like him. I smile when i think of him. 

Fairy tales are difficult to live up to

Have i had too many moments that take my breath away. Too many men that make fairytales come alive.

You come along seemingly normal. Calling after eight days and all i am is disappointed for you not turning out to be a prince charming.

Yes - i wish you were another man.

Insecurity

I feel hurt. I really do. I trusted him and let him into my life. I needed to hear from him the next day to say he had a wonderful time with me. I waited patiently. He messages after eight days with something lame. Nothing to even hint that he has fallen in love with me.

I'm hurt. I have tears in my eyes. The man of my dreams would not treat me like this. It sets a precedence.

Every man in my life has hurt me to date. He is no different. The tears are streaming down now. I tried to trust you. and i did. I let myself. And you ignored me.

I don't trust my best friend. I don't trust you. I hate you all.

Sometimes i just want to run away. I'm too scared of getting hurt again. Are you worth it? Can i trust you. The answer is no. 

And he finally messaged

Sometimes with men you just need to sit and wait while they put you through hoops. Perhaps even let them simmer for a slight moment.

he finally messaged. I still haven't.

I'm just a little more cautious. The wall sneaking up a tad.

I think i still like him. Perhaps, maybe...

Feeling a little bit deflated

Not sure why he can't call to let me feel special. Tell me that he's thinking of me.

Perhaps its all over.

Not sure if i am over reacting

The other day when you said goodbye, you held onto my arm ever so gently and said you would call. All night you held me so gently. You told me i didn't have to do anything i didn't want to.

You won me over. All week i have been thinking of you. I have been falling asleep in your arms each night in my own imaginary world. I wake up thinking about you.

Yet i hear nothing from you. Did it mean nothing to you?

Its so hard to trust a man. It makes me cry. Sometimes you think of all that could be, and believe in it so truly.

I'm starting to like him. He seems to be fading away.

Even the nicest of men can hurt

I gave him a blow job on saturday morning. Its thursday night and i've still not heard from him.

Perhaps he is just not into me.

fresh out of the packet

There are merits in dating a younger man. So he's not so Young being just three years the other way but add my overly mature self and his oh so cute fresh out of the packet innocence, it feels a tad more that three years apart.

So sweet and lovely, blurting out the truth and effectionate to boot. Hasn't quite been jaded by the women of the world, not sure what he wants in life and a little lost while at the same time not wanting to place any roots anywhere. Reminds me of a younger self who wanted to explore the world and kept running in out of the worlds of building lifelong connections and exploring the infinite possibilities of life. 

Its refreshing to be with someone like that again.

A Spectator in someone else's life

Sometimes i watch other peoples lives flow by, mildly curious about the mundane nature of what makes the world spin. Becoming a manager i get snapshots of other peoples lives, little problems and get to watch other peoples conversations.

So simple yet sometimes so beautiful. A sense of reality that its not all about big wild dreams but the little everyday pieces of this world that matter.

Goodbye to an Ex from long ago

I thought i had got over him a very long time ago. Its been about 6 years since we were an item. So much time has passed. He moved on. I moved on. We catch up a couple of times a year and it feels like no time has passed.

The thing is, all these years i kept thinking if the time arose, that we could somehow make it work.

This last catch up was different. I was listening to him thinking we have nothing in common. He wanted to go to the states and check out history and architecture, he wanted to play two up on Anzac day and couldn't wait to get to that footy match. I wanted to climb mountains, go rock climbing, spend Anzac day with my family.

We could not be more different from each other.

Its funny how sometimes you look back and you notice these things where that whole other time you thought you were a perfect match.

And on that thought i cast my insights onto a more recent G. What was it that made me feel we were perfect for each other. A man that spend all his time working and the latter partying with his buddies. We didn't have deep conversations or moments of spark. I was always hoping he would be impressed by me, trying to be a member of the status quo and fit in.

A fairy tale wedding

Its been an emotional weekend with the wedding of the century playing out just last night. True love, intermingled with life in the clouds, patience and royalty.

I look at Kate and i will never be her. I want to be a CEO and have an empire before me. I am not one to bow down to my man and give myself away to start a family and support my man through his endeavor's.

I'll watch this fairy tale play our with wonder and yearning. But thats all it will be, a fairytale.

Even given the chance i would turn another way. 

My moment to shine is here

I no longer feel lost about getting older, being single.

Its a matter of confidence, being comfortable with oneself.

Sure i am not married yet. But if i had of been my life would be vastly different. I may not have such a career, time to follow my dreams and climb my mountains, flying off on a whim. I may have kids or be thinking about it.

There are certain men that would have lead to kids.

The thing is i am happy with what i have achieved and if i had of played it any other way, i would have a different life in front of me. The thing is i want to meet a man that will love me, but i want to do it my way. Children are optional and my dream life involves a loving man while still being able to hop on and off of planes at a whim, changing the world one step at a time.

The new him

Down to Earth, Kind, assured, chivalrous, full of wonder

Sometimes i just don't feel like writing

And this past few months have been one of those. Lots is going on. I got a promotion, new challenges and i got over some other men and i met some new men and rekindled some old friendships. I strengthened existing ties with my parents and close friends.

I was on a date the other night and the question was raised about what i would change about myself if i could. I had to think long and hard for there was not much in my life that needed changing. I've always felt my love life is the only empty space in my life but when your on a date in the arms of a gorgeous man who is looking adoringly into your eyes, even that no longer holds up.

I have no real problems and i feel confident and like i am in my element. Things are going well, I'm more confident that i have ever been and i am living in the moment these days. There are next steps and the world to conquer but there is no more uncertainty. I have got to where i want and this is the time to enjoy the fruits of my labour and all the hardwork and learnings along the way.

Breaking down barriers

Yet they get higher and higher. I live who lifetimes in my mind.

I miss the touch of another. I miss crying and laughing. I miss depending on someone else.

I wish i could open up.

Sometimes it feels like i have made all the right decisions

I'm in one of those leadership positions where i get a sneak preview into other peoples lives. Where my influence is more than that to be expected of a mere mortal.  Sometimes i read someones elses resume or hear about anothers life and their regrets and aspirations.
Then i think back to my own life, how i have somehow managed to make all the right decisions. I've managed to be at the right place at the right time.
I've met a boy i have a crush on also. Everything is just going my way.

Spread my wings and fly

The time is hear. A beautiful place a beautiful boy, a life of happiness.

Changes in the mix, its all happening.  I am exactly where i want to be, enjoying my freedom, my happiness, 

Am i finally growing up?

Dear M,

I thought of you again today. Your not really in my thoughts all that much, but sometimes you enter into my mind and i remember those sweet moments of romance on that tropical beach. It seems a lifetime ago though. Time can sometimes move fast and slow at the same time if you get what i mean.

I'm in another city now, my home time. I think i'm quite content perhaps. Things are a bit cloudy at the moment as i try to find my place. Being back at my parents feels a little wierd. I'll be here for a bit longer though. 

I've decided to buy an apartment in St Kilda.  These things take time though, choosing a loan, choosing a house, waiting for settlement, moving in.  It will probably be another 4-5 months before my life gets sorted.  I'm entering that adult world of mortgages and interest rates and real estate agents. 

I'm going it alone which makes it all the harder. In some ways i'm lucky, i can afford it and i don't need that second income from a partner. But then at other times i wish for some company. Buying a house, isn't that supposed to be some right of passage to be experienced with your significant other? Sometimes i get scared that i am becoming so successful 

One must kiss many frogs before meeting her prince charming

And kiss many frogs i did. It seemed for a while there, that it were the story of my life.

And then one day, almost unsuspectingly came a man with a heart made of gold who treated me like the princess he had been waiting to meet. 

Goodbye to another than did not call

Oh how i wish to hear from you, do i not make your heart race as such?

Are you too busy in your life?

Are you facing another direction?

I think we would be great together? I really do.

Maybe you should just give me a call?

Turning the other way

I've met a few men lately which has made me think. I've had onlt

Hello Goodbye in Five Minutes

So i tried Speed Dating for the very first time. I was somewhat curious but not really expecting all that much so would not say i was nervous in the least bit. To

When you smile at the world and it smiles back

Today was beautiful. Amongst the anxiety of the first moments of a budding romance comes that feeling of walking on clouds.

I walked around today with a smile on my face. I loved my friends, i loved the feeling that he was thinking of me, i loved that life is just falling into place.

I feel like crying

He said he'd call. He didn't.

I messaged, he messaged back.

He said he'd call again. He didn't.

So i messaged.

Now i feel like crying. He's supposed to be into me. I've let him in. He probably still is.

So i take a step back. There are countless reas

Going through the motions

Its another weekend of activity and friendships, lovers and foodies, dates and adventures. Most of all it was about smiling every moment of the way and then some moments of sadness that will but pass.

The state of play

The cleanliness of my place is often inversly related to the state of play in my social life and currently the latter is winning out.

When he calls i cave

Is it time to fall for the nice guy?

The worst part is that it never started or finished.

Perhaps i should give it another a go. The one that seems so interested. The one that will always be around?

The thing is that the guy of the moment may never call. He may just walk away. i should move on.

I have a date with a man that's not you

And the worst part is that you do not care. That i do care.

Life always works out thought, with or without you....

Getting Older

In amidst the drama and excitement i forgot how old i was. I turned 29 the other day, only a year away from the big 30. Today i went to a friends 30th.

Somehow we all got so much older without realising it. I don't know how but it just happened that way.

Once a long time ago i wanted to be be married by thirty, for my life to be sorted. I feel i need to do something with life in this year. I have sat back for long enough. I'm not sure what but its time to shine.

There is a man that can give me it all and wants to give it all. Then there is a man that seems not to care but at this moment my heart is facing his way. Is this the time to be sensible? Or do i just enjoy this one last year and be sensible after thirty?

Thats my thresh-hold. I will settle down after that. My parents can sort it out.

The man i want to spend the rest of my life with is here now. If only he will turn my way.

My life is a fairy tale

Sometimes i realise that my problems are not really problems. That my life is a constant fairytale. That life goes on and i will find adventure after adventure.

I date successful men who treat me well.

To my dear sis

We are the opposites of each other really. We have so much to learn from each other. You, the stable one with friends that last a lifetime and such stability in the world, me the one that wanders around the world traversing one adventure

The real truth is...

When it comes to reality G has always been honest with me. He spilled every feeling he had, i just didn't listen.

Perhaps one day G and I will work.

I hope.

Feeling deflated. Inadequate. Today.

On monday night i had dinner with a successful colleague and his girlfriend and a few others. He's six foot tall and turned up with hot tall model dancer combination. He had wooed her off her feet.

I in my flat shoes, skinny jeans and what would have been a trendy top in any other setting felt so inadequate. Sure she did not have my brains but she had everything else including a man wrapped around her little finger.

It made me think about the certain kind of men i date. These are the men that go for her type features. The type of girl who's legs and adoration you can show off and feel so manly about. I'm not that girl.

It made me think of David who was on top of the girl, had that build and that white blood to hang amoungst the men of the world. I was not a handbag to show off.

Then i thought of G, of a smaller build, of his indian blood. Who would he take to show off in these settings? Would he even compete in this setting? He may have that quite confidence but in these social interactions if one were to pick the battles that they can only win, this would be left alone.

The thing is i headed off the next day to business meetings in bangkok and singapore.  The thing is that was the day i got the promotion and now looked after a whole continent in what i do well.  I was the one that has climbed the highest mountains and dived the ocean shore, the one who traverses the world at a whim.  Perhaps she envied me also? Or perhaps she was so happy in her own skin that she did not even notice?

For some reason i just feel deflated. Inadequate. Today.

Sometimes you just need to do it!

I'm just going to call him.

Lay it all out on the table. Ask him how he's going. Get straight to the point.

I guess we were hanging out a few months back and it sorta just fizzled out. Still enjoyed the time we spent together, thought we got along great and it was fun hanging out. Thought we would make good friends.

Then i guess its the moment to hear it out.

On the round about of friendships

There are friends i have given up, and then there are new ones i have embraced. This time again i forgot one important lesson i have learnt over and over again.

Keep your old friends gold, and you new ones silver.

And so i barely kept in touch, i moved to greener pastures. And now i want back in. They open their hearts to me. They buy my excuses. Its time for me to do my part in the friendships of the world. The world that surrounds me.

I will keep all of them. Value them. Respect them. Friends are the life line that keeps us moving forward. 

I don't trust her

She gave me so much advice while i was dating him. I wonder if she was out to sabotage me. She's dating herself now and doing the absolute opposite!

Your flowers died a long and painful death

I remember those. You surprised me with them. And they lasted long beyond your stay in my life. Little by littled they whittled away - just like the way you disappeared out of my life...

I'm so excited that your the new you

I dream about you, i dream about falling alseep in your arms, i dream about waking up to your cuddles. Your smile is what i crave for, the laughs, the jokes and everything in between.

I have fallen for you. I hope you treat me well. I think you will. I know you this time. Its been so long. We met so long ago. I have always had a crush on you. I just never thought we would go anywhere.

Your lovely. I hope we work out. 

Five words to describe the new him

Dreamer, honest, clever, full of wonder, playful

In retrospect we were not that great

Yesterday i went on another rock climbing date and this time it was not with you.

Its funny how people come in to your world to teach you things. I learnt to rock climb, i reignited my passion for mountains and always being the best and i learnt that all that glitters isn't so. I learnt that perhaps the powerful men of your world is not what i want deep down.  I learnt that having an awesome body just didn't make all that much difference. 

And in those learnings i met another man. One that had a passion for climbing and was somewhat of a dreamer without needing to prove their ego to the world. 

I look in his eyes and see dreams of fairytale romances and wonder about the world. I see honesty and a good heart.  And we could look each other in the eyes and laugh and their was never a quiet moment. We almost forgot to rockclimb because we were so entranced in conversation.   We walked away on a perfect note. It was about spending time together and nothing more. 

I thought i had had an amazing time with you. Now that i think back, i didn't know what to say, it was slightly awkward, and it was about pushing ourselves to the limits. We didn't talk about the world, we didn't get lost in conversation, we didn't fall in love. 

Sometimes its easy to live your life in a dream. I'm glad i said goodbye to you becuase its only when you close one door that you open another.

I wonder if he knows he's been deleted?

Will he ever check or has he already?
Did he check on me as i did on him?
Has he gone to look me up and realised that he had been deleted from my life?
Does he feel a sudden pang of panic ?
Does he merely not even notice for he never was interested anyway?

Disappearing out of someone else's life is one of those profound moments. Perhaps he would never even realise i had disapeared?

I said goodbye to you last night

I finally found the courage to call it game over and hit that delete button. Having so much access to your life is not doing me good. I still think of you but anticipate it will be less and less so.

I remember driving home in the midst of falling in love.  I thought of you and felt those jitters that you only get from intense attraction. I just wanted to touch you so badly. When we actually came to be it was a tad more awkward. I was living out something else in my head.

It still makes me cry that we have to say goodbye. That you never thought of me beautiful and unforgettable. It makes me sad that i couldn't take your breath away and that you never fell in love with me.

I'm leaving because i have to. You said goodbye to me without ever saying it.

Tonight is the night i realise

That you were never into me and that you will never be. It was all in my imagination.

You had months to contact me and somehow i thought waiting patiently would result in some sort of miracle.

I fell for an illusion in my head. I barely knew you. I;m dsaying goodbye to the memory you left in my head. I tried my best. I was never the one for you. You were never to be despite my stupid illusions of living happily ever after with a man i never knew.

You in history now. With the M's and david's that got in touch long after their time had past and it was too late.

Have a lovely life G. I doubt you will. I want nothing to do with the mess that is your relationships.

Goodbye.

Sometimes i wonder

There is a man i am beginning to fall for. I barely had the time for him. Back then and even now.

Perhaps he is into me. Perhaps i am scared.

I think i am falling for him never the less. 

Is the super brilliant Geek my type of man?

So there have been a few men with hearts of gold that have always won my hearts. I was impressed with their intelligence, their knack and passion for technology and ability to play Mr Fix it at every opportunity.

Lately i've been thinking the ruthless banker workaholic probably isn't the long term relationship i want. Its exciting and it comes with status but when it comes to stability, reliability and respect, something is lacking.

I keep falling for these men of technical brilliance. I never feel to much for them for they always have a solution or a helping hand for what i know not.

These are the stable, good looking and reliable men i want in my life. They may never become CEO, but they will be there to fix my computer when i can't get it to work, lift heavy things and change the light bulbs. 

I hope we see you again

Thats what she said to me that last night i had with him.  I was heading off home with him and she was his friend. And she liked me and thought we would be perfect for each other. But she had that look in her eyes that said i was fighting a losing battle. Of course back then i never quite realised it. Blinded by some fairytale romance that was living out in my head.

The signs were there long ago. He had lost interest and it was just a matter of time for him to figure out how to walk away. He gave me many a hint that i did not take, until eventually i have no choice but to accept the fact.

No, you won't see me again...

White blood will always be white blood

I;m looking through memories of my life, of uni days and where people are today.

I spotted the perfect guy amoungst the memories. The exact type of guy i fall for these days. But you know, during uni, he barely knew who i was and even more importantly i don't remember ever being attracted to him.

He married one of those intelligent blonds that have the looks, the breeding and the smarts to be just about perfect. He has weekend gateaways at sanctuary cove with his family.

The thing is, these men are in another league. Not necessarily better or worse but never the less in a DIFFERENT league. I'm chasing after some fairytale in my mind where some white prince charming saves the day.

Except thats not my life....

Reflections from the top

So lately i've made it, even more than before.

The hours however are adding up. I'm working on a zillion things at once. I have an army of people working for me.

The things is my life is slowly disapearing...

Back in the day

I'm too old for the house parties and staying out until dawn. I'm too old for drinking in that car park and catching that train home in the morning for you have partied all night. 

Those days were fun but in reality things have changed. I earn well into the three figures, i can afford everything i want and life just keeps getting more and more prosperous. 

The thing is i have made it. Now i need to learn to enjoy it. Back in the day it was fun. But its in the past. I had a blast back then. This is a different era. A different point in time. 

The key is to figure out how to enjoy it....

Back in the day

I'm too old for the house parties and staying out until dawn. I'm too old for drinking in that car park and catching that train home in the morning for you have partied all night. 

Those days were fun but in reality things have changed. I earn well into the three figures, i can afford everything i want and life just keeps getting more and more prosperous. 

The thing is i have made it. Now i need to learn to enjoy it. Back in the day it was fun. But its in the past. I had a blast back then. This is a different era. A different point in time. 

The key is to figure out how to enjoy it....

Missed connections

Dear N

I think of you today and of the days when you were into me and i was not. We were best friends, hanging out every friday night. 

I had a picture of something more in my mind. The thing is i met my fantasy man and i got burnt and i realised that fantasies don't always lead to happiness. The thing is I've been burnt by fairytale men and i would love to run back to your arms.

The things is your engaged to another.....

Every moment i have lived, i have done the best i could

The things is, I have given it my all. Even when i have been passive, it was a moment in time when i wondered if my drive o live each moment was where i really wanted to be.

The things is i am an amazing person and somewhat on the top of a food chain. I need to meet a man that can match me. 

And i learnt some lessons

Through G were some lessons learnt. That living life in the shadows is not worth it. Being passive and lifeless is not my style and most of all, by saying nothing and living in the shadows waiting for life to happen, you risk everything you have.

Life is about embracing each moment and making it what you live for.

Thankyou G for i have learnt a lot. Mainly about how not to make a man fall crazy in love with you.

I still think we are perfect for each other. I have thought this about many a man before. Sometimes i am wrong. 

I feel down (again)

One of those days, or perhaps its been one of those weeks, months. I feel down. Is it the pill i have started back on or is it that life is really shit right now?

Work is going brilliantly. I go from strength to strength. Sure it takes up way too much of my time and a certain amount of stress. But who can really say no to earning a heap of money and then the possibility of even more.

But friendships and love. Some things are just not right. I'm 29 and i want to settle down. I meet plenty of men but never the right one. My standard so high only a rare few will be able to seep through.

Then the one i crave for, he has turned the other way. 

Why i love my blog

I love being anonymous. I can tell the world about the real me.

That i earn a three figure salary and will probably one day get to seven figures and will become a CEO but that i also have an alcohol problem, i see way too many psychics for advice on life and that i I'm crap at keeping men interested. 

Struggling to keep fit

At times i'm hitting the gym, going for a run, heading for a swim, climbing mountains and at my peak fitness, looking my best, working crazy hours, drinking lots and having an ecstatic time with life.

Lately its slipped away. The weight is piling on. Those jeans getting a tad too "skinny" and a muffin top well under way.

I need to get into it. The thing is i know i'll feel great when i do. Its just hard to be motivated all the time. 

Perhaps there will never be a him

Sometimes you can live your life in the shadows. I don't think for the most part i do. But then again when it comes to relationships and falling in love with a fairytale, i live in my own fantasy world. Sometimes the men slip away as my fantasy world is so great, they don't even get a foot in the door.

The thing is lately, i've been thinking that perhaps i will never meet the perfect him. That perhaps i am ok with that.

I meet plenty of men. I think i always will. The thing is the right ones don't excite me. The latter has immense emotional issues and causes much distress.

Then i think about how i have it all. Ocean views, earning enough for two, even three people, a striving career and a touch for thrill and adventure. I think of what's excited me recently.  It was the possibility of climbing a glacier, learning to ice climb, attempting some of the highest peaks in the world, writing that business plan for world domination...It was also moments spend with family that i value so much.

The latest thrills were not about him or falling in love. If anything they represent the sadness in my world.

So perhaps i do not need him. So perhaps if i do not meet the man of my dreams thats just A.Ok with me. Perhaps i will be happier this way.

I can keep dating. I will keep having men in my life. He just won't be a soul mate thats all. Perhaps because that soul mate doesn't exist. Its too late. I've learnt to live on my own and now no one can stand up and shine. 

On the round-about of friends

There are friends i have given up, and then there are new ones i have embraced. This time again i forgot one important lesson i have learnt over and over again.

Keep your old friends gold, and you new ones silver.

And so i barely kept in touch, i moved to greener pastures. And now i want back in. They open their hearts to me. They buy my excuses. Its time for me to do my part in the friendships of the world. The world that surrounds me. 

I will keep all of them. Value them. Respect them. Friends are the life line that keeps us moving forward. 

Today i put my social life and myself first

I had that presentation to do for the Asia Pacific director. The all important make or break one that i seem to be doing each week.

And this week i put me first. Its my sunday night and i went out and then i chose to chill, listening to my tunes. Work takes up so much of my life, i will never get anywhere if i don't focus on what really matters.

He's just not that into me

I could have figured this out months ago but there is solace in knowing you have done all you can. The biggest fear was that i threw something away by not giving it my all.

No amount of pulling and picking will help. I sent out a lifeline and he chose not to take it. Its been a week since i called and nothing. Time to say goodbye.

He's just not that into me.

Something inside me says its not over. But perhaps i am just clouded by it all. I thought the world of david too, and of M and if many a man. Who's to say that G is any different.

Life on the road

I'm good at sudoku because Qantas pushlish's two puzzles on page 140 of its in flight magazine. If they published something else, i would most likely be good at that. I'm a whiz at the first one but the second one always takes many attempts but i always somehow manage to solve it before the month is over and another magazine rolls in.

I'm glad i called him.

Its like this massive weight has been lifted. I kept thinking i didn't give it my all. That perhaps i just seemed disinterested, somewhat sedate.

Well i called him the other day. Let him know it would be nice to hang out. I've done my part in the scheme of the world. I somehow think it will all work out.  Yet if he never contacts me i have my answer. Although i see clearly that, that will not be the case.

He will call me in his time. We will go for that run. We will have our smiles and our jokes. We will connect and fall in love, only to live happily ever after - as we have done in so many lifetimes before.

We are meant for each other babe. I hope you see that soon and act on it. 

Maybe i am just brilliant

Sometimes you think its all a fluke. The thing is, when it happens over and over again. Its not fluke.

Perhaps its the fact that working till midnight is not such a strange concept. Maybe its just that i can pick up the phone and make a quick decision. I am where i need to be.

This is where i belong. On the management team, making the world spin.

One day i will be running my own. Because that me. Because that what i know. Its what comes naturally to me.

I've opened a wound

I called him yesterday and i opened up another wound. He never called me. He never wanted to.

I just feel sad. I know sometimes i need to make an effort. But this hurts. I crave to be with him but he's just not here. And now some chick is wondering how he is in facebook.

Something in me thinks that he thinks i am his world. Reality check makes me think i am a nobody.

So i stopped playing these stoopid games and gave him a call

It was a hello how are you, we had something when we first men but it fizzled out but i think a friendship is definitely in order.

It was a nice chat. The ball is in your court now.

Deep down i want it to turn into something. Write now i'll take friendship and perhaps it will grow into something beautiful.

I want my stuff back

We are over but you still have my stuff. I want it back.

Before it was a potential contact point. To have my stuff with you. Now i want nothing to do with you, but i love some of the things i used to own. I even tried replacing it but somethings are not that easy to replace.

I need to find a way to get it back. Without any involvement from myself.

I don't want you anymore. Just my belt. You've lost your stronghold on me. I have a new crush. He does not know it yet but i feel that he would feel ecstatic to think of me as his partner in crime for life.

I'm in love from a distance

There is a man at work that has been there for a while. I never noticed him however. He is there none the less.

P, i wonder if i have a chance with you. We have so much in common, sharing the same birth country and possibly a whole lot of values. We have been supportive of each other. We are both moving onto bigger and better things.

I just need to suss this out now that i have realized i have a crush on you! Perhaps you have felt something for me all along?

Are you the one at work? Are you the man?

You have been right in front of me, and its only now that i notice.

A List to the rescue in a moment of clouded judgement

Sometimes there is nothing better than a pro's and con's list to bring to perspective a so called fairytale you may have in your head.

I made one for G and It gives you perspective. The pro's are appended with "once" which really goes to sure that what i fell for was more in my mind, replaying moments that may or may not have been real. Then the cons list starts adding up and i start thinking about why i even want to go there.

What i felt at first was just another infatuation. He's just another in my past. Just as M and David and Andre are the men in the past, G is too.

I've been thinking of R lately. Sometimes i think we are perfect for each other. If only this was not a muddle of friendships and lovers. 

I loved that gave every moment all i had

For the first time in my life i met a man i was sure i loved and let him go without even trying. I remained passive in the sidelines.

For all the men that i wore my heart on my sleeve only for them to trod all over it, i do not regret a moment. For i did the best i could, i let go of pride and i have answers that they were simply just not into me.

With G, i never even called him. I walked away before the curtains closed. Should i go back?

Whats the worst that can happen? He will tell me he never wants to see me ever again? What do i lose? Perhaps some pride? Perhaps i will feel hurt? At least i will have closure. I definitely won't have regrets.

One day i need to get in touch with him. To say hello, to find out....

A little bit of life on the edge

It never hurt. For a few years i had not done anything crazy. Leaping out of planes, climbing the worlds peaks, traversing waterfalls.

And then last month i climbed another mountain, (or tried to), i dived to the ocean floor. I pushed myself beyong my limits and i survived I remembered this feelings that i love so much.

I have not changed. This is what i love to do.

One day i will be in touch

Dear G

I think sometimes its better to give it all you have. If you win you win. If you lose, its the next best thing. The worst is knowing you walked away from a could have been.

Right now i'm not ready to call you. In a few months time i will. Just to see how you are. To be friends. To go for that run or hike.

Perhaps one day we will be more. Perhaps one day we will be friends.

Its sad what came of us. We were fireworks that fizzled into mediocracy.

This is the year i wear red

And i will shine like the glitter that i am. I will stand out as i was destined. I will turn heads at every corner.

I am the women every man craves for. I am the elusive one that only the best of the best can capture. My heart is open to love fiercely but only for the ultimate man. One day i will find him.

To date they have all been too weak. The ultimate man is one that can take the exciting with the fierce loyalty and return it back with equal force. D did not make it. M did not make it. G did not make it.

The next one will. 

Today i feel relief

I started deleting so called "friends" on facebook and it was a feeling of liberation. Then i started wondering who would care if i simply disappeared.

I deactivated my account. Its such a time waster. My true friends know how to find me.

I wonder who will notice? I wonder who will care?

I wonder if anyone cares?

I went on an amazing holiday on my own. Did anyone care? I am not sure.

I was showing off on facebook. My fabulous life that seemed so perfect. Yet its not perfect. I just wanted to get one mans attention.

I tried to climb a mountain and i failed.

I applied for a job and i got it.

I'm stressed. I have it all but yet nothing at all.

Lost

I feel lost these days. Somethings going well. Other things not so well.

Friendships, love life, work. Sometimes i am just not sure if this is the life i want anymore. Chasing one dream after another. Making it time and time again. Is it all too much? Too much stress? Not enough fun?

Am i heading for a burn out? Why does life not feel full filling? It does not excite me anymore.

I remember a walk

Back in India, during those four months i used to crave going for walks. But the air was never fresh, it was never relaxing and the spacious luxury that we grow accustomed to all over australia was never to be.

None the less, through traffic, poverty, life and death, cows and little kids playing on the streets i walked the two k's to the department store and back. I enjoyed the air conditioning in the store as a treat. I looked at shelves of items i did not want to own as a solace. I walked back to get back home. 

Every now and then life became unbearable in those days. But i soldered on. I had to. There was no choice. I was young, i had not proven myself, life was just an opportunity somebody handed to you that you either took advantage of or lost.

These days i am someone important. I have made it. I do not live on the sidelines and i call my own shots. I feel devastation occasionally but only for a day. I have a get out quick ticket to cash in within a day.

Even though i have made it now, i still think back to those days and all the moments that made me who i am today.