I have struggled to find a moment to write something here. I know I have lots to share, like my lovely trip to Paris for example. But I have that thing they call 'Writers Block' as it were.
There has been a lot of things to think about recently, lots that I still am not quite sure of.
But what I do know, is that freshly painted nails are my favourite thing. Talks of getting matching tattoos with my best, Alix, is on my to do list. Buying lovely clothes and creating one capsule wardrobe... what with my new job just around the corner and not ever having to wear a uniform again. And knowing that real friends are behind you every step of the way and bring out the best in you. They do not make you feel bad nor do they make you feel bitter. The thing is with friendships is that you move on as an individual and sometimes you move on with them, sometimes you move on without them. That's life. That's growing up. Sometimes you grow up with them and have that 'childhood' in common... and sometimes that is ALL you have in common. It's not a bad thing. It's a chapter, a memory.
Sometimes you just need to let it go to move on and be the person you're meant to be.