Life of a 40 years old single dad

There is inevitably a certain amount of narcissism in creating a blog and talking about one’s life. Or perhaps it is the need to share. Loneliness maybe. Or confession. I am not entirely sure. Probably a little of all of that.

I do not really know what direction this blog will take. I do not even know how long it will survive or whether it will be read at all. In the end it hardly matters. At this moment I felt the need to lay down a small part of myself on the vast digital web.

Anonymity will allow me to approach certain themes that may be provocative or even taboo without worrying that some digital vigilante a moral paragon with blue tinted hair might come looking for me behind my desk.

Above all I believe that most of the time I will write about my daily life as a single father living in a present era whose societal changes seem fascinating.

So let us begin with introductions. My name is Gaspard an obviously borrowed name who these days is still called Gaspard and as the title of this blog suggests I am in my forties and have been raising my nine year old daughter on my own for almost two months now.

I will return later to the circumstances that led me to become a single father at forty. I do not want to give too many details even though I know that sooner or later I will inevitably betray myself in some of my writing.

I have two passions in life music and literature. Unfortunately I am just as poor a musician as I am a writer. Never mind this injustice and this unbalanced love I still feel the need to express myself and to wrestle my emotions through these mediums.

I am also interested in philosophy the arts and political and international news but above all above all I feel a particular curiosity about relationships between men and women the dynamics of seduction and the psychology that governs them.

That is it for this short introduction. I hope dear reader that you will take pleasure in reading me and that we will be able to exchange cordially.