Tuesday, June 15, 2004

Sometimes I want an alternative place to write. A place where people don’t go expecting the me who has been writing for the past three years. Oddly enough, I find that I am me where ever I write.
I like the new blogger. I’m still wondering about how to use this space.
I’m wondering if I will post today.
I’m adrift and sad.


Anonymous said...

Without the images it feels like a different person writing. A softer voice, adrift and sad.


Tish said...

Meg! You found my not too secret and not too hidden hiding place.
Thanks for finding me.
Softer might be OK.

Barefoot Confessa said...

I'm sorry you're sad. I know how it feels to want a place you can call your own.