16 January
‘God, it’s all so weird. Everyones leaving… my cousins just headed out to Brazil, says that its 38 degrees out there. Lucky bugger.
Shame to hear that you don’t liek your job – worst thing having to do something that you don’t enjoy – surely life’s not about that? I had a fairly chilled Xmas and NY, which funnily enough was nice. But your impromptu NY evening sounds great – they are always the best nights! Mum and dad’s flat is ready, they are in the process of furnishing it now. I’ve just been bumming around, moving from place to place so as not to outstay my welcome – also tend to get a little bored of one place after a while. Getting itchy feet again – need to leave Lisbon. Not sure if i should head back to the Algarve, London, Liverpool or even back out to India??? Will try to make a decision towards the end of the month (going to hand around for my sister’s birthday).
Anyhow, good to hear from you. you take care
Victor x’
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‘When I grow up I’m going to marry a prince, Granny.’
Fast forward 27 years. I’m a hot, successful, kind and affectionate, officially ‘grown up’ girl-about-town. Still in search of The One. It’s New Year’s Eve and I’m in bed. Alone. Tanked up on Valium.
The quest has been active now for the best part of 20 years. I know he’s out there. I just need to find out where and how to find him. Things have got to change.
This is going to be my year. I just know it. So I have decided to document my experiences to amuse more than anything else. In so doing, the creative process may provide some kind of personal enlightenment and help face my demons too. And who knows. The journey may lead me to my prince. And where the chronicles begin.
