My story of transition in pictures and words. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me again, shame on me. Of trusting the universe will allow me to be without slapping me back down. Shame on me for thinking I can have all those things. That actually was not the subject I set out to write about, but for the central figure in the story.

All of the above makes it so much nicer when social opportunities do arise that give me a reason to venture into the outside world and make an effort about my appearance.

Now, on a holiday abroad where the sun is shining and the temperature is over 40 degrees, its normal to do a fair bit of sitting on the beach doing as little as possible. So on several occasions I found myself sat on a sun lounger under a parasol, feeling myself slowly baking with nothing but some music on to keep me busy for hours upon hours. I need a girly night out. Monday, 18 May 2015.

TG Or Not TG? That Is The Question. In A Journey Of A Thousand Miles Starts With A Single Step. I always feel a bit rotten about writing a new post when I have so many posts from others to catch up on.