Those of you who follow my ramblings regularly will know that I’ve been wrestling with my conscience for some time.
I get to the point where I think I’m going to be unfaithful then I’m overwhelmed with guilt. I look at those I love and realise if I take this step my relationship with them will never be the same again. Will they accept the new dynamic or will my duplicity fracture our future irreparably?
Last night I made a momentous decision. I accepted I needed the freedom to embrace a world beyond my self-imposed boundaries.
So I bit the bullet and messaged my first-born to ask him if he’ll buy me a Kindle.
Feeling a bit wobbly this morning and not yet making eye contact with the bookcase.