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Divorced and independent and still looking for Mr. Right in the back of the fridge.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Batter Up

I was away for a while travelling in the US, visiting my family. It was a great distraction from my usual obsessions and a departure from my routines. Unfortunately, while not uninspired, I was feeling quite non-creative and viewed my experiences with less humor than melancholy.

While on holiday, I felt torn between saving the writing for a moment of inspiration that kept with the past blog entries, or writing even if my thoughts took a different direction. 

I have opted for the latter. As it turns out I "need" to write more than I thought I did. 

For a few days during my vacation, I sat in New England, at my sister's desk, finally satisfied that I had subjugated her ergonomic keyboard, but mass quantities of anti cold symptom syrup left me woozy at best and hallucinating at worst. Here is the result: 

Having returned from Northampton, Mass, the lesbian capital of the east coast,  I imagined myself as a resident, over 50, and looking for a man. Now THERE's a blog idea for you...

Or how about this scenario: Having returned from a Phillies game, I imagined myself up to bat, two outs, bases loaded, bottom of the ninth and crying

Well, I'm back in Israel: 

  • I'm not in New England and not up to bat.
  • I'm still looking for a man and still crying. 

I'm pleased to report that one has nothing to do with the other.  

Keep your fingers crossed for me.



  1. Hope you feel better soon - and writing definitely does help. Lots of love, Rachel xx

  2. "There's no crying in baseball!!"

    Sorry, couldn't resist....