A smile

Waow!!

Who would have guess??

Me a blogger, but you know, I surprise myself everyday!!

For one I try never..... to say NEVER as I have found I have the tendency to go back on it, as I am now!

When my sister bombards me with endless scripts of her thoughts I often think, "nice...and what do you want me to do with it?" or I may read it delete it or some times not.

Purely because I believe it is an imposition of herself in my space. (aaah let's give credit...sometimes she has some interesting things to say :-)
I have even thought that blogger's are people who doesn't have a life and should stop trying to bombard and cluster mine!!



But you know secretly I have always been a blogger, I have always kept diaries under lock and key. Jotted my thoughts and ideas down on every scrap piece of paper to be found.
Over the years i have had so many note books that I really can't keep count.

I remember once when I was very young and an idea came to mind and I had no paper at hand, I did apparently had a pen, so in the mist of the night, without leaving my bed, I turned and faced the wall, in the dark of the room and started jotting my thoughts down on the wall!

Of course I woke the next morning forgetting all about my impulsive efforts, only to be reminded by my mother's anger that evening.:-)

I scribble everywhere, make notes of everything, I simply love ventilating my mind, though not so much loving it but finding I tend to do it automatically.

To be discovering now that those actions makes me a 'blogger', whether I want to admit it or not, makes me smile that I can finally give it a name, put in in a place and enjoy doing it.

Feels good!