About Postcards to the Past
Dear Cléa
As you’ve probably guessed I’m in Adelaide! It’s a small place but very nice. Perth (the first stop) seemed smaller though. As one cabbie put it “… take away the two main streets and there’s nothin’ left…” Next stop will be Melbourne then Sydney, then Surfers for 10 days. Have been staying in youth hostels they’re full of Swedes and Canadians (they hate to be called Americans).
Best wishes Love
Jeff
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PS we must arrange a dinner, lunch etc sometime. Will take steps to achieve this soon.
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She looked very much a blogger I know. And by that I mean one who has posted a photo or two on a blog I read. It has been a while since we properly “caught up”. So it was just a matter of time before we discussed the latest interests and hobbies.
I studied her face intently, as it has been a while, and compared her features to that of the blogger’s partially hidden head shots. Possibly… Maybe…Then for a moment, I dismissed the possibility. I knew her not to be as eloquent with the written word.
“So what is taking up your time of late?” I asked as we ordered another glass of red wine.
She gave me a hesitant look and quietly said, “Writing.”
My mind flashed with possibilities. Could my friend be the blogger in question?
I confess to a lingering doubt until she professed in an almost apologetic tone, “I’m into poetry”. She explained that she was not very good with words but used her writing as a therapeutic journey of self discovery.
I smiled and gave her encouragement to continue. Yet I never would have thought she would choose poetry. Erotic writing would have made a lot more sense.
So I had her penned as the erotic writer. But would I tell her?
Definitely… maybe…
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Sorry for my lack of blogging and commenting of late. I never realized how committed one must be to keep a blog going.
Back in the days when I kept a diary, it was much simpler. Granted not as much fun and interactive but it seemed to take less of my time. Maybe I didn’t worry about grammar and typos back then. But a couple of my friends read this blog, so I have to make an impression now.
In fact, my best friend gave me a bit of advice when she read my blog: Link more (easy). Write shorter blogs (ahem…). Ask more questions. Write a confession. Put something up every day for a week (omigod). Do a Q&A. Vent your spleen. Use ‘fuck’ in a blog (just did…). Etc… Of course, she doesn’t have a blog and she doesn’t even comment here. Hello… Hello… is there anyone out there? was aimed right at you (how’s that for linking).
Truth is, I don’t spend much time online. Does that make me a bad person? After going through some changes, now that I’ve settled in the new house and did some redecorating, made friends with a couple of my neighbors, took up Pilates and joined a book club, time just slips away. And when it gets too much, I’m reminded that life is to be enjoyed to the fullest, and occasionally fun to see it through the eyes of a two year old; it puts it all into perspective.
What says you? Do you spend much time online ahead of living your life?
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