yearnings

Missing my new fella and simultaneously staring at the gawd-damned phone and resisting the urge to call him up right now. How is it that someone can so implant themselves so deeply, so profoundly in one's head where, a couple of weeks before, there was only a vacant space?

Probably the only temporary cure would be to take myself off shopping but I'm seriously in debt. An early autumn spree has left me scratching around to ward off the grim jaws of le credit card.. and yesterday's impulse buys haven't helped... ye big ouch!!!

I reckon if I drink only rain water and eat the daffodil bulbs I was saving for next spring I'll be able to get through xmas and the new year. Gosh, I wonder if it's true that you sprout green leaves from the top of your head if you eat too many daffodil bulbs? Now there's a query worthy of Gardener's Question Time... eeeek!