Blast from the Past

As I queued up for the cash point this morning, my heart leaped into my throat and I feared that if I opened my mouth, it might have escaped and laid there pulsing pathetically on the pavement. The man I'd once loved completely, in another town and another life 3 years ago, was standing just two people in front of me. I froze on the spot, trying to get a look at his face without him spotting me. He still wore the same long, tailored coat, but his hair was longer now. I've heard that he's still with the girl he went back to after me.

You'd think that after 3 years I'd be able to smile and say hello. I don't think of him often, and I moved on long ago - but I was scared of how my body might involuntarily react. I turned on my heel and walked up the street with my head down, not stopping until a cab pulled up.

There's no use having regrets. Any people who once touched my life have shaped me into who I am today, with hard times making me stronger and good times fuelling my optimism. Sure, there has been some shit to wade through, but I'm wealthy, I'm pretty, I'm healthy and I still have a lot of life to live. You can't ask for more than that.

Brooke x

Looking Forward To...

I have so much to look forward to! I know my eternal optimism can be mildly annoying for some people, but being so easily pleased is wonderful. It makes the world a much more pleasant place to be.

As all my weekends do, this one has some real gems in store. I can't wait until the party I'm going to with my girlfriends on Saturday; the clients will have to wait, because I'm a busy girl! I already have an outfit planned that is so hot it should be illegal, and all the plans are in place. We even have some pink champagne to drink while we're getting ready.

Let the good times roll!

Brooke x

Disgusted

I am pretty disgusted with how low some people can sink (or one person in particular). I always pride myself of seeing the best in people, trusting implicitly until proven wrong. But I still considered myself a fairly good judge of character... until now!

The more avid readers amongst you may have picked up that things didn't turn out so rosy with the barman, but I had no idea how vile he really was. I'm absolutely horrified that I let him into my life. However, it's all behind me now and I don't ever have to deal with him again. So I shall use that eternal optimism I possess and look on the bright side; now there is not a shred of doubt in my mind that I did the right thing in getting rid of him!

Hope none of you ever encounter him, for your sake.

Brooke x

Optimism

Ah ok, I'm feeling a little better. I never stay down for too long, I'm too much of an eternal optimist. I find it impossible to stay down when I exercise, write erotica or listen to chirpy music like the Beach Boys!

I'm seeing one of my favourite clients tonight so maybe that will cheer me up. He's starting to book the same suite at a hotel regularly since we had a really hot session there, so it's kind of becoming 'our' place. It's so easy to get in the mood too when you can evoke memories from that night of hard, deep sex. I could do with some of that now.

Tra la la,

Brooke x