The wants and needs

So want a cat and a dog...my womb pines and pines for them.

Thank goodness the same cannot be said for a real human baby.

While the idea appeals insofar that a baby would be an amalgamation of The Boy and me and I want to know who it'd look like,that's where the desire ends. I do not want to pay for it. I do not want to raise it. I do not want the responsibility, heartache and exhaustion associated with child-rearing.

And I rather pay for new clothes than baby food. 'nuff said.

Cat/dog though...

Patience.

One day I will be stable enough for that.

Soon!

Taking advice

Honestly.

If I seek advice I'd ask.

I do not need offhand remarks to suck it up.

And at the same time I do not need to feel judged.

For my choices in life.

For sucking it up and getting on with it.


(Or is it that I've grown such a streak of independence.

And cannot accept criticisms of any kind.

They bring me right back to my younger days.

When I do not like being told what to do.

I like to believe I have cultivated.

The moral compass and the judgement.

To know right from wrong.)

Dear Faith and Fate,

I know I’ve asked of you two things recently.

Maybe I wasn’t sincere enough.

Maybe it was too much bargain-like.

Maybe it’s because I’ve not been giving enough and trusting enough and believing enough, that I came to you only in times of need.

So maybe I have no right to ask at all.

Much less expect.

I’ll leave it up to you, Wise One.

I cannot See, so I just have to accept.

*Knock knock*

*Pssst*

Hello you.

I'm still here.

Still alive.

I've left the world of blogging in favour of privacy. Life became a little monotonous, despite the changes heaped on me over the past year. Because I'm still..here.

It's been one big year.

I'll talk about it one day. Maybe.

Meanwhile, just a shout out to say that boo-boo I made in my last post, nearly a year ago? Ah it didn't matter.