Greetings everyone,
This is my first entry on this blog! I hope I will write here systematically.
I do have a physical diary, but figured it would be cool to have one online and make it pretty. Especially since I was looking for other people's online diaries, or, well, blogs, and I couldn't find anything. I mean they are all beautiful websites and all, but there's nothing more to it. I don't know though, maybe there are some being actually used. I'd like to read them. Any recommendations? I really hope there is a cool community here somewhere.
Anyway, this blog is for my thoughts, problems and anything I find interesting or beautiful.
I hope it relates to someone.
It is currently winter and everything is being illuminated by only snow. No sunlight in sight. Everything is covered in white powder and trees do look fascinating. I observe through my window and even if I was locked up in here I wouldn't want to go outside. Cold is not pleasure. I've been counting down fourty eight hours and so far twenty four passed. Twenty more and I will be able to meet T. T. is my not-so-old friend who is okay I guess. I mean I'm kind of scared of him and, well, I'm awful careful with him. Perhaps a bit too careful sometimes. Although, when I get enough confidence, spending time with him is almost amazing. Almost? Almost, because he often makes me feel bad, even when we are having a great time. Yet I still come back to him. There is noone else anymore. Noone who could make me feel as well as T. does.
It's been a long time since we saw each other and I'm having my doubts now. I'm just having trust issues. I just need to weigh some things.
I can't stop thinking about my past. I need to start living now and thinking about future. But now is simply just not the time yet. How many more? One more year of trying to get over it? It's getting ridiculous.
I hope everything is going to be alright. Here are some cute flowers.
Take care,
Laura
