I Know You Are, But What Am I?

Is there love?

Good morning.

Today I’m questioning love. Do you believe in it? How easy it is to say “yes, yes of course I do” Have you ever experienced it? That is altogether a more difficult question. Love is an old fashioned concept and in a changing, more modern world is there any room for it? I’d be interested to hear how you feel, whether you are a die hard romantic or an unpopular cynic.

Let me know,

Ana

The First Of Many

The main dilemma I face when creating a blog is this: who is going to read it?

By writing a blog you hope that someone, somewhere will read it and suddenly you’re faced with an immense pressure to be interesting. So I’m sitting here staring at a screen thinking “why on earth would anyone want to read this? What is so special about me that people would want to know?”

Then suddenly, eureka. I am different. I am so different, that I am normal. And you know what, so are you.

You see I’ve gone through the majority of my life being told that I am strange, weird, illogical and I’ve come to two conclusions.

Either they are right, I am peculiar and I must accept this.

Or everyone is peculiar, everyone thinks like me and they are just too scared to admit it.

And thus, I present you with this blog: my thoughts, my writings and my irregularity with hope that I will find somebody else out in the world wide web who is just as weird as me.