It was ! As was sailing today.. I slid off the boat into the sea in the race.. I didnt get grab on as I was supposed to cross sides and then the boat tipped 45' down to the water line and down I went with it, but I was saved by someone grabbing my hood! I couldnt see a thing, it covers my head and face and is all furry, I felt like Kenny from Southpark! But I was fearless and couldnt stop laughing, it was exciting!
Something else on my 'list'.. I want to go climbing!! I've always wanted to go on an indoor wall, I looked into it before but thought it was expensive, so didnt go (too lazy no doubt). Now I dont care what it costs, its not THAT much and anyway, we'll all be dead one day and you cant take it with you!
I feel excited... I have this sense of my new life around the corner, inching into view. I've been clearing out cupbaords all day which I am so happy about... I have this sense of wanting to start afresh and of good things around the corner, which may or may not involve my ex, but this is already my new life..I can feel it building and I feel wierdly excited by stuff, like sailing.. I LOVE IT ! I want to get a boat one day...
Then it occurred to me.. maybe I am feeling happy again, and this rush of excitement is just that I'm back to being me, before that terrible cloud of grief enveloped me for 18 months.
