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Changes in Appearance

As some of you may have noticed, my blog has undergone a bit of a make-over. I am over the moon that I decided to change things up a bit. It’s more me now. Before, I was attempting to emulate blogs that I have seen and taking advice from people as to how my blog should look. I liked it it a lot for a while and I was happy with it staying as it was. Until I stared at it for a while and realised I didn’t really love it as much as I should. It wasn’t authentically me. There’s a lot more pink, but as anyone who knows me will tell you, I have an underlying obsession with pink.

Throughout some of the chaos that we call life, I have also managed to decorate my desk and do some cleaning (okay it only stayed that way for about 5 seconds but I’m working on it) which is something that gave me a lovely sense of peace with myself. My room has also transformed from being a mismatched mess to a slightly more put together mess.

Remember, Remember, the 5th of November…

Gunpowder, treason and plot.

As some people may know, the quote in the title is from V for Vendetta, a movie that I should really watch again (I also hear there is a book, so that is going on the To Read List). If you don’t recognise the name, I am sure you will know V’s mask when you see it. It has been a popular identifier for the hacker collective known as Anonymous, with a few others using it for their own entertainment.

Overthinking

Is there such a thing as too much thinking? I think there is. For the past few months I have been feeling slightly overwhelmed by they blogosphere and social media. I have read posts from so many amazing bloggers, and they each have their own unique and exquisite style. However, in the back of my mind I have constantly been searching for the ‘right’ way to blog. The ‘right’ way to write and speak my mind on this web of connections. Until today, when I decided to ask myself why am I doing this? Why am I looking for a guideline or approval from someone else? I didn’t have an answer. I felt lost. I was feeling that way more and more about life in general.

Waking up to see the sunrise

Do you believe your own blue eyes?

Every-time from birth to the next

Has had its reason, so say the texts.

What’s that she said?

She has her own story?

She’s also referring to herself in third person. Clearly befuzzled. Entirely bonkers.

This is not my first attempt at blogging. This is probably the third time I have considered trying it this year. However, this is the furthest point I’ve actually reached so far. I don’t know why that is. The concept has been very alluring to me for a while now. By that I mean the overall concept of blogging.

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