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I'm feeling a bit low at the moment, the usual dip in my mood. I can feel the depression creeping up on me slowly.
Otherwise i'm doing quite well, plans for the OU are going ahead as planned.
But i was moved to write about this thing i have about death. It strayed off the subject, but i shall write another part to this.
Anyway to save on space i shall instead post the link to my blogsite you can find it here
I've fixed my wordpress theme, so it looks all snazzy again and not the crappy basic layout i had to use for ages.
I really don't give a monkeys if people don't read it. I just fell into that special place that i find when writing and thoughts just poured out of me.
I'm feeling rather drained right now. I guess what i've written is the most honest account of my grandmothers death that i have committed to paper/internet.
Otherwise i'm doing quite well, plans for the OU are going ahead as planned.
But i was moved to write about this thing i have about death. It strayed off the subject, but i shall write another part to this.
Anyway to save on space i shall instead post the link to my blogsite you can find it here
I've fixed my wordpress theme, so it looks all snazzy again and not the crappy basic layout i had to use for ages.
I really don't give a monkeys if people don't read it. I just fell into that special place that i find when writing and thoughts just poured out of me.
I'm feeling rather drained right now. I guess what i've written is the most honest account of my grandmothers death that i have committed to paper/internet.
morose