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My careless heart


I'm moving my blog here from mycarelesscontagion.blogspot.com because, well, I needed a new space. I found myself in quite a rut with my old blog and wanted to see if I could get myself into a new rut, perhaps.
This will be a repository for my thoughts and feelings. And rantings and ravings. And things malignant and things benign.

What is this blog about? It's been about a year since my divorce was finalized. That relationship took up more than 20 years of my life. Some of it was spectacular. Some of it was horrifying. I ended that relationship because I realized I no longer trusted her and not just because she was "careless with my heart," but because she was careless with everything.

During my separation, I fell in love with a dear woman I've known since we were both 10 years old. She was separated as well. That relationship was cut short, as we were both in no condition to give our tattered hearts to one another.

That's three big things I've written about extensively over the last year on my old blog: my 20-year relationship and divorce, falling in love (coup de foudre), and the end of that relationship (which was, perhaps, the hardest to write about). While I will continue to write about these themes and lay my heart bare, I want to diverge and simply talk about ... stuff. I don't want to put parameters on this blog, but it is primarily about my careless heart, a heart that loves deeply and hard, seemingly without care for itself.

So, hey, first post. Let's get this thing rolling. I hope my follies are enjoyed all of you. Thanks for reading!
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