I have been blogging on here for six months now. I never thought that it would last this long. When I first joined blog.co. I had no idea what it was going to be like,I couldn`t have imagined for one minute the lovely people that I would get to know. The freinds that I would make and the lives that I would be priveledged to have little peeps into. To share highs and lows with others theirs as well as my own. I have lived a pretty up and down life. Possibly more downs than ups but thats just the way it goes sometimes. Besides I would get bored if things were too easy
I have an inate love of life,that doesn`t mean that I have never hit rock bottom because I have more than once. And it doesn`t mean that I haven`t ever thought that it wasn`t worth it and that maybe,just maybe it was time to give it up. But the spark wouldn`t let go. When I hit that rock bottom I look for the way to climb out even though it may be a long climb and sometimes it has been. When I find myself in that dark tunnel I feel my way along the wall. Some journeys are longer than others but it is just a journey and all journeys have ends and new beginnings. And all this makes me sound like some intrepid traveller/warrior. I am not I am just a stubborn bitch that wont lie down and give up. If life throws a curve I not only have to throw it back I then have to find out why it threw it in the first place. Along with my love of life I have an insatiable thirst for knowledge,I liken myself to an information junkie I just cant get enough. I think I should have been a computer I constantly crave input
See now I have gone off on a tangent and am rambling again!!
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Lovely Morning
Yet again,a beautiful morning has dawned. The sun is shining and the sky is a beautiful shade of blue. And I have to work. Never mind the room I work in has plenty windows and I sit not far from the fire escape door which we have open, so at least I will be cool. Untill they do the major change over which they are doing over the next couple of months and then they are moving us down stairs which isn`t half as nice
but the room is a lot bigger and as we need our own section it is the only place that can accomodate us. I guess we can tell the summer is upon us as blogland seems to have become a little more deserted,less bloggers posting and commenting. But I totally agree that they should be out there soaking up the sun and enjoying themselves. Life is for living and summertime is one of the best parts of it for getting out and about and having long evenings with friends,kicking back and relaxing.
Of course some of us have to study and do mundane things but sitting on the riverbank or in the cool woods beneath the trees is a nice relaxing way of doing that.

