Hiatus!

Its been 15 days since my last post.....

In those days, I have lost my Grandfather, struggled with the guilt of being unable to be there for family and friends, and weighed my relationship worth.

It's not for lack of events, it's purely a survival tactic...if I don't write it, I can ignore it.

It's been a much darker version of London Falling....more like London's slippery, muddy, downward slope....I won't lie and say there haven't been moments sunshine, instances where I pulled myself a little further back up the hill but each step I took up, I slide down a couple more....first it was the guilt of being away from friends, then it was a death in the family, next it was the urge to punch a peacefully sleeping boyfriend, and finally it was the daunting task of flathunting, each one made me dread the next terrible excuse for accomodation.

So I've decided, I'm going to bang my way back to the top....Self perscription:  Lots of sex, more time with friends, and taking time to fall back in love with London!