An ice cold IKEA-country

I'm back, baby. In full force. After a week of feeling down and out. On Sunday I began to toy with an idea of change and yesterday I put it in motion. Last night everything changed. Or maybe I changed all the while everything stayed just the same. Whatever the case may be, I have taken the first crucial steps toward the dream.
Last night I awoke from the self-induced coma I have been in for the past few years. I found the chase and just cut to it.

I'm back in motion. And couldn't be happier about it!

I can't share any details with you guys yet, but in three months time you'll all know where it is I'm heading next. I have a dream and a plan, now we just wait! But in the mean time I'll get on some major issues. I need to work on a few things in my personal life. Andrew, for what it's worth, you are saving my life. And for that I thank you, from the bottom of my once broken heart!

/Bell

Tick tock

I got the last punch last night. That knocked me out cold. So Magz took me on the longest walk, and while walking we talked everything over. Today a general feel of malaise is over me. But I'll bounce back. I always do. That beinh said I must say I was expecting this, but I still wasn't ready for a suckerpunch. I really got knocked out cold.

I spent the night on the living room floor. I was freezing so bad. I checked my phone every half hour. Don't know why. Guess love does that to you. To the best of us.
I thought I was better than that, turns out I was wrong.

But I've cried a river. I've cried several, in fact. Time to get on with building that bridge and getting over it. Time to move on. It is the spring time, and time for a new start.

So here goes...