Anila Kitteon

Anila Kitteon
Sniff the Daffs

Saturday, 19 January 2013

Keepin' it Real

I have recently run out of room in the notebook (aka Diary) I use to log my daily movements (not bowel related). I have been writing a journal-type log since (I think) 1997. One day I'd like a house with a room to contain all my photos and diaries - lined up on shelves looking cool... people used to say I'd need an entire room dedicated to all albums of photos I took. Then I met my sister-in-law... the only person I've met who is more snap-happy than me! Yay!

This is a load of ramble - tangents are my speciality ! :-P My 'diary entries' have been boring me of late. I wouldn't wish the mind-numbing reading on anyone! The trouble is, I'm too happy. I now understand how artists, musicians etc. who were struggling, addicted, depressed etc. managed to create such powerful works. Anger, rage, confusion and despair are such overwhelming emotions, with such negative energies behind them. Oh pants, another tangent. Sorry.

In the past, I have written a diary/journal and it's been remotely interesting - with thanks to a few of the emotions mention above and below:

However, for the past few years, I've been happy... life with HG is never dull and I could be there all day writing about the happy times and fun things we get up to (however small), but it would mean missing out on the next real live moment with him.


1 comment:

  1. it's funny that being happy seems like a less legitimate or genuine emotion than more angsty ones. I also find it harder to blog when i am happy as i think people are less interested in happy people. I like your happiness.