Purple...my favorite color, the only thing that I've carried with me from childhood to adulthood. I can't tell you what my favorite food is, what kind of music I like (hiphop like my daughters, country like my son, british soul like hubby), I'm not sure what my style is, but I love purple. I love the freedom it gives me to express who I am, and the individuality it signifies. So here I am speaking in purple.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
First Time
This is my first post as a new blogger. I haven't even decided if anyone else will ever read this page, but I guess it's more for my sanity than anything else. I need a place to express myself. To say what I need to say and let it be out there, instead of in here. I have quit my job and now I am trying to figure out what in the world to do next. What is the next step on my journey. I mean I know the next step is to the ballfield or the dirty dishes or the laundry.... but what is MY NEXT STEP. Is there a next step or do I just keep on keeping on and wait until it steps on me? I'm not sure.
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4 comments:
"Hello, Seattle...I'm listening."
I knew you would understand!
I read your discription of the color purple before Derek told me who's blog I was looking at. That is an awesome way to express a feeling. You go girl. Charlie A
now I remember why we are bf's! Cas
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