No Passengers

A joy for the monogamous is that nobody interrupts.

They have nailed their colours to the mast.

One for one, and both for each other, forever. 

I was never very good at boundary setting

A good listener, an appeaser, a yes man.

People would be flattered that I was willing to listen to their pish.

They would seek me out to talk at me.

Octogenarians are a danger.

Befriend an 80 something at your peril Beryl!

They are lonely for a reason. They can't shut up.

I admire the assertive boundary makers and markers

who know how and when to stay out of other peoples' way.

What makes some people so difficult to deal with?

I think back to those who could sense that I was trouble 

and left me to stew in my own bubble.

I was desperate to make friends in my late teens and early twenties.

Only to go to the effort of losing them all 20 years later.

John Donne wrote "No man is an island" 

but I am making a bloody good fist of it, believe you me!

My ambition is to be ultimately connection less

That means NO PASSENGERS

To travel duty free.