2006-10-26T11:27:00.000-07:00

Act your age, not your shoes size. This is something that bothers me from time to time. No, not the saying but the idea, I think when young we all know better. We are all capeable of speaking 'better' whatever that may be and making less clumsy decisions but as we are young we know this is what is expected of us, this is what we can get away with and won't be able to one day. That's another point, in our minds we know an awful lot about expectationsm if not just the steroitypical way age groups might stand but the choices we make. At any age we know, I belive, that we are capeable to an extent to behave well abve our years. But then again we make the decision not to .

I thought of this today, although I usualy do when I'm being stupid and know I can so better. In the supermarket the old bag serving us wasn't making the slighteset effort. You are supposed to , whenyou work at the supermarket checkout. Not start serving the next person until the current is finished and off whereas she was off and away, Not a pleasent "Hello" or "Goodye" not a change from her dull face and yet she knows what her work colleuges are capeable of and what she would like when buing her pint of milk. But as she is a bit of an oldbag she dosen't need to.Mabey it's just be, as usual !

2006-10-26T09:21:00.000-07:00

Hi I'll talk you listen. You never know what you might find out about yourself. So, I am writing this, why ? Because so many people get a blog and get really famous or something, I don't think , for some funny feeling that that will happen to me. I see blog's that mabey, nobody or few people comment on and yet they are so dedicatingly put together so loyaly visited as often as we crave chocolate. Is it to vent ? Is it to tell the world what goes on inside our heads, to be more complex than what we see outside our window and analyse everything. I doubt it. Mabey it is just a labour of love that has no goal. I certianly don't know. I will be happy if nobody ever reads this because I love to write and if you do then I will be please you have botherd !

Today , it is one of the last of my holiday and Friday is lomming. I hate to cling onto the days, I like to let them pass enjoying the freedom not worrying, counting the days, thinking about how much time I have spent not very constructivley. I prefer to breath, that's what it feels like, letting the days slip through my fingers like water, effortlessly, simlpy . We put this noise of water trickiling in our gardens because it is soothing. That is what it is like to let the days slip by , soothing carefree.

Not a shred of evidence exists in favour of the idea that life is seroius.
Brendan Gill

The purpose of life is to fight maturity.
Dick Werthimer

They may have been on a completeley different topic but I think they agree .

Only one of me