Flying solo

So, as you know by now, I’m non-voluntarily a member of the lonely hearts frequent flyer club. That’s a lame opening, but I had to tie it in with the title somehow. Being single in your 30s, it’s kinda liberating but lonely. That’s probably the best way I would describe it. And why am I […]

The chosen one

I was talking to a friend when I heard myself saying, “I didn’t choose the single life, the single life chose me”. I suppose that’s the thing people don’t fully understand when they talk to me about my love life. I started this blog because I got kind of bored of not having anyone to […]

Love and other drugs

Have you read this post of mine, abut falling in love? Well the other day, after a long stint being away from my love, we were reunited. And that moment, where we had that initial contact, where my lips parted ever so slightly and let myself be consumed by the euphoria, or retrouvailles (pardon my French, literally :D), a […]

Introvert’s lonesome conundrum

It’s an interesting conundrum. Being very introverted and lonely. As I have said time and again in my posts, I know that I need to go make new friends. And I genuinely want to do that, go out and connect with people. Like  seriously form strong connections/friendships. But the in order to do that, I […]