... not about widow hood, nor OCD, not hoarding ... only life for one experiences. The food packaged up brightly and looking too perfect, for family households. The cinema. Eating out. The supplements. The minimum of two ... and for any bargains to get is virtually non existent in parts of life. The gap widening with the www.
The further in the carpool of school and work or social functions in looking on the web for someone travelling further to hitch a lift. And for cash.
And as for finding a pen pal ... I have yet to find the logic in that ... so far it is a hotbed of other people looking for more than a email or letter ...
I expect I am in the wrong place. It is like the single holiday I would like to do, that conjures up a different picture to what I seek ...
This in the fruitful time of finding myself propelled fast forward in life from lost time ... some things have not changed yet others are distinctly virtual ...
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