Not Tempting Fate
March 23, 2012 § 37 Comments
Although I want to talk about nothing else, all talk of Surprise Twinkle has to be put on hold for a couple of weeks, when I promise to elaborate. He is absolutely heavenly but there is nothing at this point to report. And may never be (though, whatever happens, I promise to fill you in up to this point, even if there’s nothing more).
I have had a shitty few years and, without wising to sound either spoilt or entitled in any way, I am thinking maybe it is about time that my wheel of fortune turned. My turn for a bit of the good stuff? Done my innings, well and proper, no? Too many crushing disappointments can make a person ill. Though that’s probably the way the wind is blowing. Again. Though I hope not.
Now all I can do is wait. I am waiting, and hoping, hoping, hoping, and the waiting, though intangible, can be felt all too tangibly as a sort of uneasy heaviness verging on nausea. I shall give it a couple of weeks but in the meantime, I cannot write about him. Nothing to write other than that he is completely wonderful.
I can say no more now. Only that I saw a penny on the pavement and picked it up, clutching as I am at any straw for a ladybird of luck which so often flies away from me.
No more to be said as yet. Forgive me. I cannot afford to tempt fate.
Tomorrow, it’ll be business as usual. My normal blah blah blah.
Stick with me?