Look, no ring!

So, this is it. It's what I've been wanting for so long. The big S.

I'm Single again.

I pictured it to be so very different, even though I have tried it before, once upon a time. Too long ago to remember, obviously. I was very much looking forward to the joy of getting up in the morning - by myself, putting on whatever I like, and go wherever I like, without anyone taking notes of me coming and going. 

I admit it, being free is amazing. It's all good. But I seem to have forgotten what it's like to function alone. I have these funny reflexes, these urges, to look for somebody to keep me warm at night. It's like a frekkin addiction. I want to be single. I want to like it. And in a way, or even in many ways, I do. I just have to loose this addiction. And then, maybe someone will come along.Someone good.

Let me introduce you...

...to Mama Mc Muffin.

She is constantly hiding under my coat, whispering dirty words in my ear. She's always present, but sometimes, she takes over completely. And then she seduces, shocks, stirs and has a ball. She takes her clothes off. Gets tattoed. And she never goes out without wearing bright red lipstick. She takes chances, and she even likes it. She wants us to go for what we love, what we desire and dream of. Not something that bores us, even though it provides us with a steady paycheck.

I am concidering giving her more space in my life. After all, she is my closest friend and nearest ally. And I love her.

Welcome...

... to Circus Mc Muffin!