Interesting...a recent turn of events has caused me to realize that I am a voyeur. No, not that kind of voyeur. I get off on knowing of the intimate details of another person's life. But as I thought about it, I realized that this shouldn't suprise me. I love to read and am an aspiring published novelist. What am I doing when reading, either a biography or an account of a fictional character, but peeking into another's most private, naked thoughts? And it goes even beyond that. I want to manipulate those thoughts. Hence the desire to write. Sounds like a recipe for success if I can make it interesting, eh?
Driving in to the office today I felt very grateful that I am not travelling for work this time of year as I have done in the past. Springtime in the Rockies is truly a glorious sight to behold. The sight of Long's Peak, with vast expanses of greenery growing out of its base towards me - it leaves one at a loss for words, feeling so very small but at the same time so very lucky. This type of scenery can make one believe in God.
Wearing some tall heels today. I used to be so ashamed of my height - I cringe now to think how I would hunch over as a teenager, trying to shrink to fit in. Now I revel in that height. I am a tall, glorious mountain (though certainly not as awe-inspiring as the peaks I am surrounded by).
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What? You only post once a year? Ha!
Oh, haha. So I slacked after I first started. I'm back on it with a vengeance now!!!
And I updated a prior draft but couldn't seem to update the date. So see "Ker huh?" below.
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