Me Or The Thought Of Me?

Hello.
For the observant ones amongst you, you'll have noticed my blog picture has changed slightly. A bit of 'photoshop pimping' done by a friend. I like it much more than the white writing before, but I couldn't not have a Blog Title so it has been changed to . so I could have my new picture. Also the dot looks a bit like a star so you cant really tell it's not meant to be there. It is kind of strange to think that now people occasionally read this, I'm actually ranting to a person not just big wide open sea of the cyberworld. But in all honesty, I'm not forcing you to read it so it's your own choice to be ranted at.
First drive ever today with the boyfriend. Was really nice, went with another friend on his bike and followed him round some of the less busy roads etc. A good 2hours, made me feel a lot more free, even though I wasn't the one driving and it's not like I can now go out whenever I like, but just sat next to someone, watching the world go by just because you can and want to feels so good. He is a good driver too, I feel really safe in the car and even though it was his first time out ever on his own it didn't feel like it. He made it seem so natural, like he'd been doing it for years. So now I just cant wait until that can be me. I want to have a stretch of open road ahead of me, letting it take me wherever it wants to. I want to go and see the world, see it through experiences and moments no one will ever have again. Oh take me to that moment now please?

I have a set of thoughts that wont go away, I tried reassuring myself by asking about it but I cant bring myself to trust the answer? I have so many questions that I want an honest answer to, it scares me what might be happening and I cant do anything to stop it. It cant be that hard to cut old ties, if they don't mean anything anymore? Unless they do, and cutting the tie would mean loosing something that never should have been lost in the first place. I don't want to be just filling a gap in time.

Britain is now in a hung parliament, politics are down right screwed for a while then. Well more than usual. Haven't caught up on the news since lunchtime so not sure where we are standing on the collation, Lib Dems and Tories or Lib Dems and Labour? I have given up now really. But I'm glad my friends think of the important things whilst important political speeches are being made at lunchtimes; playing cards and peep!

Oh in Rescue Me, I'm now on Chapter 16 and it's getting better! Being a male prostitute whilst laying in front of an open fire with your best friends girlfriend after whisking her away to Cornwall for a week as she was beat up by her drug dealer, sounds a pretty exciting life to me!

Time for bed, as in 12hours I'll already have been in work for nearly 3 hours and I have lots to do in the morning.

In A While Crocodile.