So, I’ve spent the past few days re-vamping my blogging ideas. I’ve cleaned my office, updated my planner and found my wireless keyboard. (This is important, as you will see in a future post!)
Needless to say, I’m getting there. I’ve also spent the past few hours working on my blog design. It’s apt to change, and often until I can settle on what background to live with. The joys!
Now to find my camera cords…
Sometimes, despite out best efforts we have people that it’s best just to walk away from. I tend to find that those people are the one’s I seem to surround myself with. I must like to punish myself.
I’ve also discovered that myself as well as my friends are evolving. Thirty something’s are quite pretentious aren’t they?
Growing up is hard.
I journal, to keep my sanity. I wouldn’t dare share the thoughts I write. I say most of what I think, and never what I feel. I keep those with me, I place those in print. Print for my eyes alone. I reread them years later, I like to see my mental traipsing, most times I cringe. Sometimes I cry. Writing makes me feel whole. Writing is my mirror. I see not the wrinkles in my hands, my face, my eyes. I see the deep grooves on the paper from my pen, and I know that I have lived.