And no, not like I am pregnant, more like I feel like the white rabbit of Alice in Wonderland right now. I need to leave home in about twenty minutes to go to work and I realised….
I did not write anything for my blog yesterday!!!!! I am late!!!! The next thing I thought was, do it tonight, but that’s no good, because I’ve got plans, so I’ll forget again.
Hell the reason I forgot in the first place was because I put it off yesterday, so…. I hope I can do this thing in a short amount of time and be happy with it. Maybe there are a bit more errors than you are used to, because normally I translate wat I wrote back to my own language for my mom, so she can have an update as well. Her English is not to strong, she is insecure about it, so I translate. A nice check for me. Not a secure check, because since I started putting these on soundcloud I come along a couple of mistakes, but… good enough I guess.
Luckily there are some things I know I can write about here right now, so the writing should not take too long 😀
Ok here I go, first subject carebears. I thought about them on my way to Rome and was wondering if I am the only adult that has this on their mind when seeing clouds. Whenever I see a nice big group of clouds I think about the carebears, because they lived on the clouds. So when going to Rome when we flew…… There was this nice big cloud and when you fly you are not just underneath. On earth you would not be able to see their home, but in the air, above the clouds…. I know it is not real, but hé a girl can dream right? So when above these beautiful clouds I thought about carebears and how I loved those things. Wouldn’t it be nice to see them on the clouds, just to know children around the world will have a little friend to help them if they need it.
Second subject. So not related to the first. I just wanted to share that with you but thought of it after the post I did last week. Second thing is that I started writing. Started…. I can’t promise I will finish. A friend of mine started writing a story just for her and her husband (sort of) and she asked me why I don’t write. My answer was that I do write, pointing out this blog. That was not wat she meant. She told me she loves the way I write and would like to read something else than just my blog. So I started writing…. So far I am in my second chapter of a story. I don’t know how long it will be, but it is fun to write again. Why again?
I had a story in my mind that I wanted to write since I was about 13 I guess. My favourite subject in school was writing stories. I never took the time to really do it though. Then at about 19 I started writing the thing down. After a couple of pages I lost interest and let it be.
A vacation came by, I wrote when I was at the pool, the story I had in my mind was still there, but it got a different starting point, it turned into a story in a story. We came back home. Interest was gone again.
Now years later I picked it up again, and behold… it is becoming a story in a story in a story. I want to stick with it this time though, but it is difficult to take the time and write. I need to push myself to work at it. I don’t know what will work though. Every week half a day or every day half an hour. Will I find my rhythm? Will I finish my story this time? I will keep you posted. And don’t ask me to write the story down here, because I am not writing it in English 😉