Brave Creatures

I have come to the conclusion that I am going to re-enter my self imposed romantic exile. For a while at least, this time however I am keeping the drama to a minimum. This time I might avoid the whole "never going to have sex again" rigmarole - I am just taking a break.

There are two reasons for this, and the biggest one is that I only have so much energy and right now I think I would be best served focusing on career, money and some of my immediate life goals. Boys are just going to have to take a back seat for a while.

The other reason is that Melbourne is a bit of a romantic desert, for me at least. This is a place full of quiet, physically small, demure, establishment types. And that's just not me. Neither is right, I am not like any of that. I am 260lbs of loud.

So why the hell am I planning to stay here?

Money.

I want to get back on my feet financially and this is a good place to do it. On top of which, I suspect that an absence of boy shaped distractions is probably a good idea for the next little while. I am just about ready to start getting my mental house back in order and I want to deal with just a couple of rooms at a time.

So here I am, making an active decision to stay here in Melbourne. Surprisingly, I feel good about it.

And I am dancing around my living room to pop tracks (hello Nellie Furtado, Maneater) - that's GOT to be a good sign.

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