Crazy cat lady

I’ve decided that quite possibly I’m on the road to becoming THAT crazy cat lady.

There are days I would be happy to see absolutely nobody but my two real life cats.

I think that’s because at times I just feel uncomfortable with people when I’m not feeling comfortable with myself. Somehow those four legged furry critters don’t give any damn whatsoever and love me as long as I keep feeding them.

Not the same can be said of human beings as its primary nature there has to be reasons for everything.

I turned 50 a few days ago and for a week before that, slipped into a total meltdown of emotions which I couldn’t seem to step out of despite the inner me saying don’t be silly.

When you reach that point in your life that you havent given thought before,  and you realise that you had no great plan. Well that’s pretty unsettling. When you suddenly realise your true mortality.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up! I always wanted to act but when I was younger, was shy. So how could I. Now as I’m older, I still want to, but I haven’t the time to suddenly start. I love making music and just being creative. 

I wanted to travel America, visit Vietnam, Thailand and Japan. I still haven’t.

I wanted to sit at a cafe in New York City alone and pretend I was a grown up.

I wanted to visit Paris and fall in love. 

So many things that I wanted to do, I realise now that I never will. Well maybe one?

I guess in some ways that’s what SL is about, the fantasy and taking you into adventures you dream about.

But I want them to come alive. 

  Otherwise, in the not too distant future, I will be THAT crazy cat lady.

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