The weekends always feel strangely nostalgic to me. I don’t know why; there’s just something about the way the day ends, slowly and with a sinking feeling, like a cube of sugar being dropped into a cup of black coffee, that makes it feel like a dark, bittersweet time of the week. Continue reading
I wrote a previous post, which I will link HERE where I wrote 12 Life Tips for INFPs for a Patron of mine on Patreon (you can find my Patreon at http://www.patreon.com/dreamerrambling) and today, after a while spent working at my new childcare job, and delving into the world of online dating, I have grown as a person and learned some new things along the way which might help some other INFPs, and decided to make a Part 2 of the same post, titled “6 More Life Tips For INFPs”. Continue reading
What? Oh. Erm. Suuure. I have a boyfriend. His name is—is Tim. Tim…um. Tim Um. Yes. Strange last name, I suppose, but that shouldn’t be a deal breaker now, should it?
What does he do? Oh. He does lots of things. Yes. Lots. Erm. He works as a plumber. Yes. Likes to get into the guts of plumbing, he does, fix things up. You know what that’s like, when the urge comes. And he loves to go fishing on the weekends. Continue reading