To eschew tradition, I'm going to start with the advice that was thrown my way today, thrown. You get it? See it's the Day of the um Curveballer and ... yeah... I suck.
" Some thoughts are better kept to yourself. Work on yourself privately and get some things straightened out. Your eccentricities are charming but can also irritate people at times. Learn to laugh at yourself, occasionally."
Well, I have the laughing at myself part nailed down, but keeping stuff to myself, yep I'm shit at that. Don't get me wrong, if I'm trusted with someone else's secret I keep it tighter than Miley Cyrus's chastity guarded my dinosaur-riding Chuck Norris clones. But personally, I tell most people, most things about me.
I think I'm really up-front about things, and luckily for me, it hasn't scared people off, odds are, when I met you (yes you, dear, sweet, beautiful,possibly non-existent reader) I probably hugged you rather than shook your hand, said something quirky to make you laugh, or of course; "so, what can I get you and your friends?"
So perhaps less blogging? Less sharing? More secretive? Eek! I'll constantly have that little bit of saliva on my lip that means I know something juicy.
"Once the ball is in the air, almost anything can happen"
I think I've thrown it and not fully realised.
Hopefully be with you soon, Nev XoxO