As the seasons change....
Friends come and go, just like the turn of the seasons.
I remember the summers when readership of this blog seemed so warm and then spring came ...... and there appeared to be that spring in the step when readers come and visit and friends drop in with their comments. A lot of hustle and bustle. A lot of good feeling there. And then the autumn winds blew and a slow silence began to slowly sweep across Bkworm's 'home'. I shiver, thinking of the complete standstill when the cold winter comes.
Simple American, I miss reading about your ups and downs of being father, husband and entrepreneur. Did I ever tell you I love those Korean stories you wrote those early days? I think I did. Yes, I believe I did.
And I wonder too, what is happening in Baine's World? And Fishtail ..... have you gone for yet another cruise or are your students keeping you busier than ever? Aargh, I miss those Ikea breakfasts.
Marita, May, Mother Superior and some. All excellent writers in their own way, telling their stories and sharing their thoughts. If you and I have been communicating regularly, you won't find your name here. I hope I never will.
This is what happens when I am up to my neck with work (just finished with some Excel spreadsheets - homework from work!) and I am quite zombied. Which explains the rambling.
I guess writing has been and will always be a form of therapy for me.
I remember the summers when readership of this blog seemed so warm and then spring came ...... and there appeared to be that spring in the step when readers come and visit and friends drop in with their comments. A lot of hustle and bustle. A lot of good feeling there. And then the autumn winds blew and a slow silence began to slowly sweep across Bkworm's 'home'. I shiver, thinking of the complete standstill when the cold winter comes.
Simple American, I miss reading about your ups and downs of being father, husband and entrepreneur. Did I ever tell you I love those Korean stories you wrote those early days? I think I did. Yes, I believe I did.
And I wonder too, what is happening in Baine's World? And Fishtail ..... have you gone for yet another cruise or are your students keeping you busier than ever? Aargh, I miss those Ikea breakfasts.
Marita, May, Mother Superior and some. All excellent writers in their own way, telling their stories and sharing their thoughts. If you and I have been communicating regularly, you won't find your name here. I hope I never will.
This is what happens when I am up to my neck with work (just finished with some Excel spreadsheets - homework from work!) and I am quite zombied. Which explains the rambling.
I guess writing has been and will always be a form of therapy for me.
6 thots:
I really missed some bloggers.. :(
Yes, I know what you mean about the seasons changing. I'm in autumn now, I think.
Now to check out those bloggers u listed ;)
Know what you mean that writing is therapeutic! I too miss the bloggers who've stopped writing.
So, write on, OK? Me always enjoy your stories from your heart! =)
I am going to 'winter' soon.....
Just back from another bonding trip to Singapore, Bkworm, now back :) BTW, they still have not found that Selamat guy yet inspite of the massive manhunt. At the causeway, someone with a huge torchlight actually crawled inside the luggage compartment, while someone else used to a mirror to look under the bus. But I believe Selamat may have left the island dressed as a woman, tudung and all.
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