reuben

Okay so... time for something new, because my last two journal entries were less than happy.
But I have realised a few things this week.
Mainly, that I am more over my ex than I ever thought I was. It took me finding out he had a new girlfriend and a wobbly few days after to then discover that... I'm really okay. I mean, it makes me sad to think about it, but I guess the trick is in the not thinking about it, right?
And aside from the very first afternoon of freaking out... it doesn't hurt.
At all.
Not in that physical kinda way that we all know happens. And considering less than a month ago he was telling me how no one has even come close to how important I am in his life I'm surprisingly okay. Yeah. That was kinda awesome. Along with all the other crap that I filled some of you in with.
Just.. Yeah.

I kinda feel like I have drawn a line under it now.
No more.

I feel.. free-er than I have done in a long time, in some ways. There's no reason at all that i shouldn't have done for at least the last year or so... but as I have said many times before, it was complicated.
But now I appear to have gone into flirt/crush overdrive. Whooooops.
I swear I just fancy EVERYONE right now. Some moreso than others....

The last few days have been fairly productive, despite the hiccup. I am back at my parents in Silverstone and it's kinda nice to be out of London for a while. At the same time though, I miss it, and have already formed a fairly substanital list of people I need to visit/have said they will visit me/hang out with when I get back so that there's all that to look forward to.
Along with all the sewing...

And there is just over 2 weeks until my show at Kensington Palace.
Shit the bed.

Okay.. I should be sewing then.