A Story About A Man Named Bill
I’m not neglecting you I swear, in fact every day I see the number of page views increase and I think to myself why the heck can’t I put pen to paper and share with you all whats been going on in my life.
In the couple of weeks that I haven’t posted a lot has gone on and what better way to fill you in than with a series of dot points, you know how much I like to get straight to the point…
- Theres been a man
- A very handsome man
- Who’s name is Bill (Its not really Bill but there are many reasons why I can’t reveal his real name)
- In the very little time I have known Bill he has opened my eyes to many things
- He’s shown me some of the finer things in life from good quality food to the most breath taking views, revealed what it’s really like to work in the entertainment industry, given me the confidence to not only prepare a meal for a man but for a professional cook, introduced me to an array of excellent music, pushed me up the steepest fucking mountain I’ve ever seen while still sounding incredibly endearing and not even the slightest bit pissed off at me for making him look bad
- As you can probably guess I have grown very fond of Bill but like all dot point stories this one has to come to an end
- Somewhere along the way there was a realisation
- A harsh realisation that no matter how much I liked Bill things would never be able to progress
- So, instead of letting this relationship fizzle out or end badly I decided to walk away when we were still able to comfortably sit through the entire duration of Snoop Dog/Lion “Drop It Like It’s Hot” in peak hour traffic after spending 24 hours straight in the wilderness together without wanting to strangle each other (obviously this is a very good indication that our relationship is in fine form)
- Okay – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – (this is me walking away)
- I’m not going to lie
- Would I ever lie to you?
- It’s tough walking away from something that makes you feel really fucking good but…
- It was probably one of the most mature decisions I’ve made to date.