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.
Heh.
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.
2 comments:
Tish,
Without the images it feels like a different person writing. A softer voice, adrift and sad.
meg@mandarin
Meg! You found my not too secret and not too hidden hiding place.
Thanks for finding me.
Softer might be OK.
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