Life seems to be moving at a million miles an hour. A change in my career has led to less stress in the workplace but more concern about how it could all be lost in a heartbeat.
Is The City swallowing me up? I’ve worked hard but consider myself very lucky for all that I have.
My father, diagnosed with Alzheimer’s, thousands of miles away on the other side of the world. As family we feel helpless to do anything, just waiting for news each week as the terrible condition eats him away.
I’m very happy with my life, my job gives me more income than I could wish for. It supplies me with the ability to do pretty much as I choose, when I wish.
So what’s missing? I’m always looking for new ways to improve myself, improve my lifestyle and experience new things. Do I feel the need to share my life with another individual?
I look on as my friends, who have all been married some years now, bring up children. Living in the suburbs has never really appealed to me. I’ve done it, but always seemed to be drawn back to the cities where the pace of life is fast and my mind is always kept occupied.
Dating seems to be a way of life in London. Single people compelled to meet new potential partners. Or are they just looking for a short term fix in order to carry on with their hectic lives?
Social media becomes ever more hostile, the media picking up on celebrity’s lives being torn apart by everyday Jos imparting their hatred of their own situation on other people. The new therapy maybe? If you can place enough of your negativity onto another unsuspecting stranger that will make you feel better somehow?
I enjoy dating, meeting new people, I’ve become pretty good at it. I don’t consider any date a bad experience. Sure, I don’t always see them again, but for that short space of time two strangers are sharing a bit of themselves and are allowing someone into their lives which is special.
People seem far too quick to judge others, to worry themselves about why people behave the way they do. Sometimes you will never know why, I find it best just to move on thanking them for the time they gave you and spend more time thinking about my life rather than theirs.