I thought I would start this blog in connection with work, but it has turned into more of a journal or something. I’ve never kept a journal – that’s for either hormonal teenage girls or for jungle-trekking explorers. But 2020 just pushed me and a lot of other people into being alone much more often than we ever have before.
Strange thing is, I feel like I want to start sharing things. They might not be of interest to anyone else, but it doesn’t matter. It might be good to get things off my chest.
Here is something for you – call me boring, but one day, I want to get married and have children. But I feel like I am way off track from that goal. I had a girlfriend, but we broke up partly because she did not see a permanent future. She did not want children and doesn’t believe in marriage. I did not see any point. We were hardly seeing each other anyway. I think she just wanted a someone to make a fuss of her.
We drifted. I would ring her and she kept saying she was busy. I would go to footie with my mates, same time every week. Afterwards there were a bunch of missed calls and texts from her asking me why I had not answered my phone and accusing me of not making time for her. We started going round in circles.
Anyway, it hasn’t changed anything. One day, I want to get married and have a family. But first, meet a woman and get to know her and love her. Sounds easy. May as well be nuclear physics.