But I think that blogs are already disappearing. People have become very loose and that most of you already has that "capability" (because I refuse to call him "Don") to synthesize what you get in 140 characters. What horror.
I've never been one of the women who can say just one idea. I poured my heart. So I take refuge here, but have a thousand entries that will remain as a draft forgotten, not only for me, also by poachers readers to spend some days around here. But what causes me to write here is true peace I can not describe.
Like right now, I'm so overwhelmed by work. I refuse to think that for thirty people who do their job well, have to suffer all others with a bad reputation in society.
But come and feel the keys on my fingers and I forget. I think I have the strength (or perhaps I will) to write a book t0das compete in the events we've spent at least some people will laugh a lot.
I think so.
not ask me but I think it would be loved to gossip twitter because I never felt alone because she was aware of little things together and that gave rise to lose an hour of my work submerged in link after link after link.
But here, I feel safe, as if in a strawberry field forever.
Yes, just like that. Brand
I love books, and write entries whenever I have that feeling.
I know, I'm crazy. Twitter
But I do not like as much as before ...
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