My step Part II

I love my step....I think my third ever blog was about it. 

I'm on it now. How I've missed it during the winter. 

Never mind your daffodils and cherry blossoms....keep them. I know it's spring, when I can sit with my coffee in my step. 

And think. That's where my thoughts are. 

I think there's a Spring in my step! <--- it's a bit early to be so amusing, that's how I roll. 

I think I'll be stepping out with my step a lot this season. 

Two moon junction

"I don't know where I'm going, but I can't wait to get there". That's a quote from a movie that I used to have plastered all over my school bags and diaries. 

I still don't know....but I'm realising that's ok. For me it works not to have a plan. It works to be fluid. 

I've realised, as inspirational meme as it sounds, that the journey is just as important. 

Call it my resolutions for life. My life. 

Keep good people around you. 

Don't let other people's mood affect you or your actions. 

Try not to run over animals (this also includes humans, however tempted) 

Stand up for yourself, and don't waver from it. 

Equally, don't run away from yourself, that 6th sense isn't nonsense. Trust it. 

Take all the chances you have. Want to go to on a 2 hour drive? You do? Go for it. Festivals? Yucky toilets...you'll get over it. 

Not saying you love is almost as important as saying you do. It won't hurt less. 

And life doesn't have to follow what everyone else thinks is the norm. You don't have to do what society says you have to, to be the successful adult. 

So yesh, I don't know where I'm going or indeed if I'm ever going to get there, wherever 'there' might be. But I'm going to smile while I'm on my way, laugh like there really is no tomorrow. Live it a lot. 

I generally wear my heart on my sleeve, except when I don't. I suspect a tortoise comes to mind....when threatened he retreats into his hard little hat of a home. 

1313

I remember dates. If I had a super power that's what it would be. Granted, that wouldn't be a super duper super power. But it's mine and I like it. 

So on the 23 February, every year, I remember it's a special day. 

Lost Boys, bunking Youth Club, ten pm, a train journey, a shared connection....my 1313 special girl. My Nhandi Crystal. Gosh I do miss her. Today I miss getting a text or whatsapp or email marking the day. Other days, I miss everything else. 

1313. Always loved, never forgotten. 

Funny cat

The realisation that you're somewhat amusing day to day, but get a wine in you and you're bloody hilarious!! 

And I'm here by myself so only I am benefitting from the tremendous one liners I'm screeching in my head. 

If I had a proper keyboard, I'd be blogging the hell out of this. 

People....you make me giggle.  

Aha

Today I have learnt from the following about myself. Or had it confirmed maybe is a better phrase to use. 

I can hide emotions...I don't have to let the world and his dog know my feelings. 

I can stop myself rising to bait, I can elocute my points clearly and I can word my sentences to sound like something other than I might mean. 

Most importantly I don't have to be like the stereotype girl and cry. 

I came out today exhausted mentally and emotionally and I've taken myself home. 

My thoughts are my own....it's clear there's another agenda at play. I must process and deal. But the best part about realising how I hide my emotions and thoughts is that I can. And none will be the wiser until I make them aware. 

To quote an infamous bear "this car rocks" 

21 or bust

And I do believe some things are nature not nurture. TB gave me £19 in chips to keep. I played blackjack with them for ten minutes and now some of those chips are back home. I've managed to convince myself that I nearly broke even. He has £16 in chips now. I won more games than I lost. That's got to count for something. 

And while this casino isn't flash or swish, it's very kind to the novice. They make you feel like you're not an idiot... Maybe part of their job remit but nice nonetheless. 

I had to walk away though. The buzz, the adrenaline was strong. I could be a stupid gambler. I'm not. I waked. 

Ready steady go...be awesome

So here you are: hello 2016

Now I have no complaints about the year just gone....other than shoo! it went as fast as a moose looking for his next scam. It was a year filled to the brim with road trips, TB living here, not there, right here, adventures to new places, tournaments of varying sorts, festivals and laughter, so much of the laughing. 

Health, wealth and happiness. That's my usual toast. Apart from the odd cold, I've accomplished that toast. Maybe not wealth in the monetary sense (I could always do with a few more numbers on the lotto), but certainly in the spiritual kind. The I'm so chilled right now wealth. 

I'm not really sure a person should ask for more but what the hell, I will. I'm going to request from myself: more of the same plus a bit more dedication to a few goals. Passport renewal to achieve more travel is the first thing to do. 

And my second thing is to look into going back to school. I think if anything, my brain needs to learn more. 

I want to go places I've been before, and places I haven't. I might even be ready for that book about how to tidy your home/life by only keeping the things you love in it. 

2016. I saw you in with super kiss...continue in that vein pleash.