Thursday, 15 April 2010
Grumbling
It seems I have only been writing in here when I feel the need to complain about something.
Not a good look.
In truth I have a head which fills with wonderous thoughts, and only sometimes do I slip across into crossness.
Each day I read other blogs and find them filled with wry observations, poetical descriptions, and political comments, and - just sometimes - wonder whether I could write like that.
Sure I can easily find something to write about everyday, but I cannot blog at work (it seems inappropriate) and at home I have so many other things to fill my time.
* It may simply be that since this blog was created as a TAFE project, I have never given much thought to what I want to share with the world.*
Not a good look.
In truth I have a head which fills with wonderous thoughts, and only sometimes do I slip across into crossness.
Each day I read other blogs and find them filled with wry observations, poetical descriptions, and political comments, and - just sometimes - wonder whether I could write like that.
Sure I can easily find something to write about everyday, but I cannot blog at work (it seems inappropriate) and at home I have so many other things to fill my time.
* It may simply be that since this blog was created as a TAFE project, I have never given much thought to what I want to share with the world.*
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