I love this pic of me and ma fella....this is the essence of me...most of the time this is me...though more of the time when we're together, which we're not enough of the time! I'm English but I now have a hankering to be at least half Greek...I can cook a mean moussaka..and lentils....and I love big fat black olives and living in Cyprus as much as I can...where I eat as many advocados as I like without a care in the world for how much they cost, coz they're cheap cheaps.
I have a lemon tree with my partner and a red rose bush...and a mansion that I only live in sometimes, on a mountain top in Cyprus with a da Vinci vista surrounded by quaint biblicalesque villages. It's bliss x factor 50!
My favourite time of the year there is late April early May...the wild flowers put England to shame...it's a veritable garden of Eden. Every inch of the place smells of orange blossom and jasmine. To me it's smells like heaven.
My life is a jumble of people and airports...coming and going...waiting and rushing....thinking and planning ...and more waiting. I fill my time with pictures, with imagining every page of my best seller which I am going to write but since it has pictures it's obviously a bigger piece of work else I'd knock it out tomorrow.
I have a strangely visual brain that is at odds with organised thought but tremendously entertaining and a great help in Jungian style therapeutic work. I see in metaphors and find it a breeze to relate complex psychological theories in simplistic analogies so I feel I am rather good at making psychotherapy, or at least what I'm thinking which isn't necessarily by the book anyway... relatable for most people who see me..somehow it all makes perfect sense, in the moment and all that.
I am hugely analytical, often getting utterly distracted by some random detail and taking an age to work my way, very indirectly towards my goals...however observing and logging every detail of the route as I go for future reference.
I store a whole bunch of information, which I am able to draw on with remarkable speed during conversations. I become bored easily, prefer a good thick old classic to read rather than to go to the gym.... I frequently join gyms but fail to attend more than 4 times...you would think I'd learn but no.
I am happy to eat cream crackers and cheddar cheese but if all we have are table water crackers then it must be stilton.
I believe I may be a little unconventional, prone to impulsive behaviour...jetting off to Cyprus at a days notice to meet the man of my dreams...but I'm an unrepentant romantic, despite life trying to kick some sense into me, I remain stubbornly, irrationally and delightedly, utterly girlishly devoted to forever and ever Amen...and all that jazz.
Anyway enough of me....here's my happy pic, always makes my heart sing to see it and remember how good it feels to be soooo well loved.
They who do anything and everything, do say...that the hardest part of anything is getting started, well, I feel I should say that contrary to my expectations, this has proven to be a remarkably fluent and enjoyable release. This may well be the beginning of a prolific relationship...I look forward to chatting with you again...probably too soon!
I have a lemon tree with my partner and a red rose bush...and a mansion that I only live in sometimes, on a mountain top in Cyprus with a da Vinci vista surrounded by quaint biblicalesque villages. It's bliss x factor 50!
My favourite time of the year there is late April early May...the wild flowers put England to shame...it's a veritable garden of Eden. Every inch of the place smells of orange blossom and jasmine. To me it's smells like heaven.
My life is a jumble of people and airports...coming and going...waiting and rushing....thinking and planning ...and more waiting. I fill my time with pictures, with imagining every page of my best seller which I am going to write but since it has pictures it's obviously a bigger piece of work else I'd knock it out tomorrow.
I have a strangely visual brain that is at odds with organised thought but tremendously entertaining and a great help in Jungian style therapeutic work. I see in metaphors and find it a breeze to relate complex psychological theories in simplistic analogies so I feel I am rather good at making psychotherapy, or at least what I'm thinking which isn't necessarily by the book anyway... relatable for most people who see me..somehow it all makes perfect sense, in the moment and all that.
I am hugely analytical, often getting utterly distracted by some random detail and taking an age to work my way, very indirectly towards my goals...however observing and logging every detail of the route as I go for future reference.
I store a whole bunch of information, which I am able to draw on with remarkable speed during conversations. I become bored easily, prefer a good thick old classic to read rather than to go to the gym.... I frequently join gyms but fail to attend more than 4 times...you would think I'd learn but no.
I am happy to eat cream crackers and cheddar cheese but if all we have are table water crackers then it must be stilton.
I believe I may be a little unconventional, prone to impulsive behaviour...jetting off to Cyprus at a days notice to meet the man of my dreams...but I'm an unrepentant romantic, despite life trying to kick some sense into me, I remain stubbornly, irrationally and delightedly, utterly girlishly devoted to forever and ever Amen...and all that jazz.
Anyway enough of me....here's my happy pic, always makes my heart sing to see it and remember how good it feels to be soooo well loved.
They who do anything and everything, do say...that the hardest part of anything is getting started, well, I feel I should say that contrary to my expectations, this has proven to be a remarkably fluent and enjoyable release. This may well be the beginning of a prolific relationship...I look forward to chatting with you again...probably too soon!
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