My boyfriend and I now live in the Czech Republic. He is a serious, talented artist. See for yourself: I particularly like his watercolors and his landscapes of Rome, a place he lived for ten years.

Hmmm, amazing, I was writing a blog once. I don't need it right now. I have a new lover, with a heart and soul deep enough to match mine. Or fall in and be lost in that primordial soup of neurotransmitters of the soothing kind. I found him last year at a poetry reading. Still don't care about the poems but we do care about each other a lot. In the end, I did take to heart new year's resolution (true, it was from 2010 but what does it matter that it was one year later than originally planned? and how does that compare to a lifetime of searching?) and chose my lover wisely. But that doesn't mean that I had to compromise. I means only that I avoided bastards from then on and that I got lucky. I found a true gem of a man.