Dear everyone

One of the most infuriating things in the whole wide world, is other (cosily coupled-up) people’s interpretation of a ‘good time, enjoying good company’.

The only option OBVIOUSLY being, a date.  As opposed to say, having a great laugh with a good friend,  enjoying some great live music, courtesy of another nice friend.  Who also isn’t on a date with you.  But is really handsome and kind.   Hhhmmm, go figure.

If you wanted to know if I was having a nice time in good company, you’d have asked exactly that. My man sabbatical is working out so well, it might be indefinite. It’s the way it is. I’m happy with the choice I made after Paris in February.

It’s the second time this week that a friend has questioned me, the first time was that, head cocked, slightly pitying question, people ask you when you have been single for a while. “And what about you? ”

Ever been single? Well, if you had, maybe you’d have been surprised to discover, there is a life out there to be had without a ‘significant other’.

Yours sincerely,
Exasperated of Barcelona