Writing doesn’t get any easier, but it certainly does feel better once it’s out. Thank you so much for being of kind support.
Writing doesn’t get any easier, but it certainly does feel better once it’s out. Thank you so much for being of kind support.
Always appreciate to read your thoughts Pink
Thank you so much.
I begin to realize that even if the audience is only myself, it is best. 
Thank you so much for reading. 
a lovely, peaceful and serene post. I just realized the I write both for myself and for those I guess shall read. The main task is keep writing. Somehow, writing and publishing is an author compromise… with his or her own life. And life writing makes matter. Keep sharing your lovely écriture and paintings. I love so much see your cursivewriting…a sophysticated way of expression. And I feel happy with your lovely expression of the work of your own daily living
Thank you so very much. I so appreciate it. I was thinking about closing my blog. But then I realize its a part of me now, don’t know if I can. I wish that people were just as kind. Rough day with clients today, one complained about me to manager as I told him to come up to desk to ask question instead of from computer. Sigh… sometimes I hate my job.. mehh..
it’s just your job, that job… in french idiom does exist two words, travail and oeuvre…in german idiom also two words, arbeitung and werke…in english idiom perhaps work and labor (and labour) and job. Job is only a job, close to survival. Your blog is your’s oeuvre, werke and work…and an expression of yourself, the most important task (other word…)…life writing makes matter…bricks of a better daily living, and a better world. So, keep your love écriture, painting and drawnings…keep on your loving work…the loving road. Aloneness is most of the time a fantasy. Somehow I write for share lovely ones, lovely conversations. And, then, aloneness is only a word. Thanks for share.
thank you for the encouragement. You’re totally write, it’s important to share, even if I’m scared to. Even if at times, I’m worried I’m boring others. I must be me, instead of trying to look happy all the time. Just place myself out, and let the rest shelve it self. thank you dearest friend! Even if you’re my only reader, I’m most thankful that I can be who I am, truly. Dark whiteness and all.