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Day 2: New Flat, New Town, New Friends

I've only recently moved to this area. For the last few years I've been moving around, both for work and a few adventures. I lived in Scotland, New Zealand, travelled NZ,Australia, and the southern states of the USA. Then I finally returned to the UK, living in 2 very quiet areas with terrible jobs before moving to where I am now. I think the hardest thing about moving is finding new friends. We all need people to hang out with outside of work. In the past I've joined martial arts groups, hiking groups, and student skiing clubs to meet new people and find people to talk to. Its nice just to have some people to chat with about normal life, being human, and having times which aren't as serious as work can easily be. My mother used to complain about the fact I also play tabletop games, board games, and write fiction. Its all very childish to her generation, and even many people from my own share the same views. However, its really easy to get into a community of IRL ga...
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I ain't no #Incel

I woke up this morning a 1am for some more water. I don't normally do this, but yesterday was a ridiculously long day at work, and I hadn't drunk as much as I should have during the day. I'm a vet, and as the animals come first, I don't always remember to take the time and ensure I've fed and watered myself. It's somewhat necessary, to prevent the headaches and the dizziness, but I can still be a stubborn young man when I'm busy. I couldn't get back to sleep. I was too warm, too cold, still too thirsty, worrying about work, worrying about being single, worrying about not having called my parents like they'd asked (they wanted help setting up the new wifi). I drank more water, tried several sleeping positions, tried clearing my mind, and then decided to commit sin. "Oh, no, you should never look at your phone at night," they all tell me. Guidelines, its only guidelines. I'm a modern first world human, I'm going on Facebook at 2am (...
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Day 1 Another Single Morning

I'm going to start another blog, I've told myself. I'm going to write it over breakfast, whilst my mind is still trying to draw breath. I'm going to wake up and do something with those few minutes before I get out again. I'm going to do it every morning, like I did when I was travelling. I am going to talk about being single, about living in (another) new place, new work, and new social life. I can do this, I tell myself. So far, its been a complete flop. "Yes, of course I will get round to it", says plucky, woken me at lunchtime. "This will be easy, fine. I'll just have it up on my laptop and write a few notes. It will be quick and simple." So much for that. Haven't written a single word. So I'm going to try again. Then again Then again Every. Single. Morning. It might get me to wake up in time. It might get me to work in time. It might let me chat crap for a wee bit of a morning. Or I'll just send it out whenever. A...
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