breaking up

For folks who don’t care for a sad breakup routine, I’ve shifted out to WordPress, and will not be updating this space anymore. If you’d like to read on how I parted ways with Blogger anyways, please scroll down, if not – just like the spider said to the fly “Step into my Parlor” – I’d say
ride the tunnel alongside me




Dear friend,

This is to inform you that I am jumping ship.

After a lot of thought and weighing the pros and cons of what we share over the past times – days and months, I am forced to re-evaluate our relationship. It’s been a good run, and both of us have had our share of laughs and teases. Both have gotten the best out of each other and honestly at this point in time it looks like I am at the short end of things. It’s been rough the past few weeks, and God knows, I’ve made a sincere effort to hold us together. I believed it was for the best.

You see, I don’t quit easily, and I trust very much. I trusted that you wanted to work equally hard on what we have together and so with a lot of steam I squeezed from within, I forged ahead. Letting little things go by, not allowing your little quirks bother me, and focusing on what happiness and joy you brought me. I brought you.

Up until a few days ago, like a bolt of lightning that usually hits me when I least expect it, I’ve noticed that you haven’t been living upto your end of the bargain. As I sat here rooting for us, it seems like you couldn’t care less about me. About us. With great disappointment and sadness I am forced to acknowledge that I have been made a fool of. From this sadness rose anger, fury, and to a large extent fatigue.

I do not appreciate being taken for granted. We are an equal opportunity partnership, or so I thought. This is a sinking ship what we are on. With just me putting in the hard work toiling at us staying afloat, while you cool your heels off, this is sure to sink. I can see us going under. Soon. I am tired and I don’t feel any more enthusiasm to labor anymore. Nothing’s free in life. Nothing.

I have my pride, and I respect myself too much to let you do this to me. I will not settle for less than what I deserve.

So, I quit.
I was told by a nice man once “To know when to quit and when not to is where a person’s wisdom comes in, and that’s how you separate the chaff from the grain”

What we once shared is not worth the time, effort and zeal that I have put in. In return I neither get happiness nor satisfaction. Surely you agree on your shortcomings and understand why I’ve come to such an ultimate move.

I don’t love you anymore, and perhaps not like you too much either. If it’s any consolation, I don’t hate you either. The situation we are in today is really, entirely your own doing. I sure hope you find your peace, as I have found mine.

Au revoir mon cher ami


Oh heck, I am moving to WordPress and that was my farewell to Blogger! New link – please update readers, bookmarks and blogrolls, if you’d like :-)

See ya on the other side!