A Fresh Start

I feel I need to play catch up with ya'll.

I'm not going to bother saying how super sorry I am for not only not updating Bohemian Muses in a while but also for being so slack at reading your blogs..... Sometimes things just get crazy in life. Chaos erupts and you just need to take a bit of a breather. 

Things have been going crazy this side of the globe. 

I said that already didn't I? 

Let me fill you in:

When I was born, I was blessed with a brother who is four years older than I am. On Thursday last week we celebrated his 27th year of life. He made it that far... who would have guessed!? With barely a scratch. A few broken bones and busted liver along the way... to be honest I don't think he's done too badly. 

Today, a chilly and stormy Saturday, we are celebrating his aging in style with a little birthday party.  I'm sitting at work right now (in the art gallery) and shivering away while a massive storm is rolling in outside - counting down the hours for when I can uncork a bottle of red and scoff my face with salt and vinegar crisps. 

SO healthy.. I know. 

Don't judge me. 

I try..... a bit.

I think I will be heading out on some travels again soon. It has been nearly a year now since I last stepped out of South Africa and it is slowly and painfully killing me. 

For those of you who don't know this about me, travel is my life. It is my True Love, so to speak. 

But, as with everything in life, traveling costs MONEY. So I have been working my little tush off for the better part of this past year to be able to venture back out into the world and gain some more experience from what this beautifully majestic place has to offer.

I'm not going to be disclosing information as to WHERE I'll be jet-setting off to just yet - as there are plenty of things that need to be said and explained first. But in all good time, my friends, the world shall be my oyster!

Let me start from the beginning - which is where this unstoppable force to move on with my life started:

I went on a date with a bearded fellow recently. 

My date with said bearded fellow went great. 

We went to this cozy little pub and sat next to a crackling fireplace and spoke non stop for hours. We then traipsed to a video rental store and got the absolute WORST movie in the history of films.. I've forgotten the title now, but it was a horror, in more ways than one. We then went back to his beautiful log cabin that he built himself, with the movie and a bottle of red wine in tow and snuggled up on his couch. After a few more hours of more talking, we fell asleep and the next day he woke me up with tea and a biscuit. We then parted ways. Nothing happened besides a delicate little kiss - and it felt great. To be treated like a woman and not feel pressurized into doing anything you aren't really ready for yet. 

He said he wanted to see me again but he's JUST gotten out of a three year relationship and the wound is still quite raw. He doesn't want to hurt her by moving on so quickly which is understandable and he doesn't know if he's entirely ready either to just jump straight back into something.
So although we were supposed to see each other last Friday night, that was cancelled and I haven't seen him since.

Instead, last Friday evening I went out to a bar with two of my very best friends and that's when my world changed forever. 

There's this 50 year old (well, he looks that ancient anyway) gay 'man' who lives in this tiny town of ours and at the bar we were all at he had apparently had a fight with his Toy-Boy a little earlier on. One of my friends knows the guy and went up to say hi... after a few minutes I also went up to the table and said hello and this gay man (who also has a HUGE reputation for drug abusing and trouble-making!) started calling me awful names repeatedly. I don't know him from a bar of soap at all and was really shocked. I could see that he was very drunk though so I backed away, put my hands up and said, "Have a good night!" A little later I returned to the table, completely ignoring him and wanting to tell my friend something. As I was walking away after talking to my friend he shot up from his seat and punched me through the face four times. As soon as my friend managed to get him off of me, the guy ran away and didn't even pay his bill. The swelling and the bruising was immediate but only worsened as the night progressed. I have a black eye, a bruised jaw and a swollen lip.
I told my dad when I got home and of course my dad went MAD. Who wouldn't if someone beats their daughter up?? We went to his house to confront him but he was too scared to come out... so we filed a case against him. It's now being investigated by the police and he's claiming I attacked him and jumped on his back and  scratched his face!! It's so stupid because if I had managed to leave a mark on him I'd be pretty proud to admit it. He is claiming that he elbowed me in the face accidentally! He's lying through his teeth and I just cannot believe it. BUT I have witnesses plus I went to a doctor to get a written letter to prove it was definitely caused from a fist several times.
So now there is a summonings on the 12th of August..... aiiii....... drama drama :(
I just hope that he gets what he deserves.

SO anyway... I've decided that I am pretty over this town, and this country. So I am busy looking into relocating and having a fresh start. It's really heart breaking to be leaving my animals... but it wouldn't be forever. I'd like to just try it, get some experience for 6 months or so at first. Plus, to be blunt, someone recently told me that 'Animals don't give you experience'. It's harsh, but true. My animals are my children, I love them endlessly but you cannot base your entire existence and future around them. They will be in good hands with my family anyway, which is what they are used to anyway.
 

I have friends and family in the country I am thinking about heading to anyway, which funnily enough is no where I have ever previously had any interest in visiting.... there may also just be a British blue eyed man with the most rugged accent I have ever heard there and he has said I could crash with him and over the past two days we have been exchanging text messages and flirting a fair bit :) 

We've been mates for a while though so who knows where the world will take me.
Being single is fun but I am so ready to BE with someone.. spoil someone and fall in love, slowly, carelessly and happily. I just want to focus on Right Now. Not the future. I don't want to put pressure on anything in life, particularly relationships. In the past I'd always be in this massive hurry to meet 'The One' and plan a big future together but that isn't how it should be. I've learned that now. I just want to focus on solely falling in love with someone - and let it take its course.

So watch this space...

As for right now, I'm just enjoying my life with my good friends and looking forward to all of the chaos blowing over.

I am looking forward to a new and interesting start across the globe... 

To just Be.

Reading the most incredible book right now (book review to follow soon,) called Into the Wild by Jon Kraukeur, I stumbled across the most beautiful quote - and it has really inspired me to take that leap into the unknown and start anew:

"So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind but in reality nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a person than a secure future. The very basic core of a persons living spirit is their passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences and hence there is no greater joy than an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun."