confessions of an oxford postgrad
Saturday, October 28, 2006
my hair is looking pretty good at the moment (i do like it better when it's long) and so as i was blowdrying it i was thinking: i wish there was someone out there who could come here now and just run their fingers through it. i miss human touch, the intimacy of it, and that really is the one thing i miss about relationships.
i always thought i'd feel lonely if i was single. but i don't - the problem is another one altogether - my body feels lonely. i am naturally quite a touchy feely person and now i find myself craving a hand on the small of my back, or on my hip, or hands lightly touching each other, those barely noticeable touches that make me feel special.
it all sounds quite silly, doesn't it. but i do miss things like those, and it doesn't help when i'm so confused by people (men?) around me.
one thing's for sure: i need to start sleeping more and drinking less. last night was yet another night spent dancing away in a cheesy club, and god, was it great. then walked back and talked and talked and i received an innocent kiss to say goodnight...
(if any of you is wondering, yes, i am being cryptic)
and now a whole bunch of friends is coming to my flat to cook dinner, and much food will be had, and probably much alcohol later on.
i cannot help but insist on one point: i love what my life is becoming. i really do.
No, non è silly. E' esattamente quello che sto provando io. E anche a me capita spesso quando, per qualche strano motivo, mi trovo carina...o indosso qualcosa di particolare... Purtroppo, però, io in questo periodo non posso affermare come te di amare "what my life is becoming"....'cause my life seems so stuck now.