MPV.....my point of view!

I dreamt of him again, and this time he broke my heart... ....AGAIN! How does one have AM dreams at 10.29 pm? And so vivid, that you experience the intense emotions. Hello single ladies, how have you been? Well, it's story time, and we need to gather around for this. Bring your wine glasses with you. I would like to begin with the sequel of the dream as it happened. We will revert to the first dream that I never shared with you on this platform later on. I went to bed early due to being riled up from my 9 to 5. In what felt like the longest hours of sleep, I had a dream. It started off at night, in a crowded space, something like a carnival or festival - lots of music and dance. He takes me by the hand, and we walk up to the front. At that moment the fireworks come on. An air of excitement can be felt from the crowd as the fireworks colourfully light up the sky. I'm smiling in awe of watching the sky. He then looks at me, draws me in, and kisses me. Let's just pause there,...

I will cook, I will clean, suck your d**k.... ....and drink! Bonjour mes amies! Comment ça va? Je suis comme ci, comme ça , but with hope the universe will hear my plea. Gather around ladies and bring your glass of your favourite poison, and let's chat. Disclaimer, I take great discretion not to reveal identities, and name people by their birth names, however I will mention interactions, if need be, for the purpose of conversation. In short, don't take it personal, but if the shoe fits, just tie those laces up, and walk. Now that's clear, à nous allez! So, there's a young guy at work, who's made a pass at me. Of course, I would gracefully be delighted to have a young man crush on me. However, as I've come to discover, he's trying to fulfill a sexual fantasy of being with an older woman, who in this case, is a single parent. Sigh. I quickly shut that down, because at this phase of my life, I'm definitely not the one. My appetite is for a full course meal ...

Maybe it's just me giving up, but I'm just tired. Today is actually the due date for a project. I haven't even finished it. I've pressured to complete it, but I don't have zeal for it. Deep down in my core, I just want it to die. I used to love it, but I don't, anymore. Ever felt so overwhelmed by life? I think that's where I am at. I don't enjoy hobbies or passions anymore. Writing this blog is becoming an exhausting activity, yet here I am. I guess it's because I perceive myself as a failure. I'm not where I want to be. The passion and the commitment that I once had, is snuffed out like a candle. I really want things to work out. I want to get to a place of freedom, particularly financial freedom. I dread and loathe fame, but I do want the recognition for my great contribution. My name shouldn't be in obscurity yet I give so much of myself and my work. Maybe something will ignite the fire. Until the next time... Lady E Ciao!