It’s hard to put two words together, much less two sentences when I’m surrounded by my family. Everyone wants to know what I’m doing. Wanting to read what I’m writing… which leads me to what I’m gonna write.
I’m reading a book right now called, “Broken For You”. Cute book so far. I get the mindset of the two women in the book very well. There was a part just a few pages back… the older gal catching the younger gal writing in a journal. The older gal thinks to herself, “Isn’t she a bit old to be writing in a diary?” That particular sentence struck me. Do we ever outgrow our need to put down our thoughts? I never have and I’m quickly approaching middle age. I’m nervous these days, putting my thoughts and dreams and the like down on paper. Too many negative experiences. And yet, I have to expel them somehow, someway.
Blogging has become such a gift to me in so many different ways. First, just the experience of being able to relieve myself of the words. And then, oh my lord, the people I have met via this online experience. More than I could’ve ever, ever expected.
How did I begin blogging? A gal I “know” thru an online bulletin board I used to frequent had one she shared. I started a similar one… trashed it. Then started another more risqué one… trashed it. And now am settling into this third, more comfortable spot.
It has become my online group therapy of sorts… I’ve been in group therapy before. Hard to explain the feeling of suddenly belonging. Connecting to people who, via life experiences, are kindred spirits. I’ve met many kindred spirits here. It fills my heart.
How did I meet Edge? Through rick I think? rick brought all the people I cherish to me somehow. He has been the catalyst. (Thank you rick!)
I am so very grateful for this experience.
I am changed.
And even if tomorrow, all these people disappeared…
I will be a different person as a result of this connection of spirit.
And with that, I answer the questions.
What a boring post this seems to be to me.
How long until Edge gets back?
Hmmm, I may have to return…
feels comfortable here in his space
you know?
like I could put my feet up
relax
be comfortable
be myself
yeah
that feels good
He’s near me.
I can feel the vibration in the air.
Edge brings a certain life to even the desert huh?
I’m reading a book right now called, “Broken For You”. Cute book so far. I get the mindset of the two women in the book very well. There was a part just a few pages back… the older gal catching the younger gal writing in a journal. The older gal thinks to herself, “Isn’t she a bit old to be writing in a diary?” That particular sentence struck me. Do we ever outgrow our need to put down our thoughts? I never have and I’m quickly approaching middle age. I’m nervous these days, putting my thoughts and dreams and the like down on paper. Too many negative experiences. And yet, I have to expel them somehow, someway.
Blogging has become such a gift to me in so many different ways. First, just the experience of being able to relieve myself of the words. And then, oh my lord, the people I have met via this online experience. More than I could’ve ever, ever expected.
How did I begin blogging? A gal I “know” thru an online bulletin board I used to frequent had one she shared. I started a similar one… trashed it. Then started another more risqué one… trashed it. And now am settling into this third, more comfortable spot.
It has become my online group therapy of sorts… I’ve been in group therapy before. Hard to explain the feeling of suddenly belonging. Connecting to people who, via life experiences, are kindred spirits. I’ve met many kindred spirits here. It fills my heart.
How did I meet Edge? Through rick I think? rick brought all the people I cherish to me somehow. He has been the catalyst. (Thank you rick!)
I am so very grateful for this experience.
I am changed.
And even if tomorrow, all these people disappeared…
I will be a different person as a result of this connection of spirit.
And with that, I answer the questions.
What a boring post this seems to be to me.
How long until Edge gets back?
Hmmm, I may have to return…
feels comfortable here in his space
you know?
like I could put my feet up
relax
be comfortable
be myself
yeah
that feels good
He’s near me.
I can feel the vibration in the air.
Edge brings a certain life to even the desert huh?
posted by Anonymous | 10:14 PM
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