If you could see strange birds wheel in an alien sky...
Working on my blog. In between cleaning. Ok in between cleaning and listening to Bix Biderbecke and reading my book.
I flicked back onto Tumblr to see whatd been going on. Theres a lot of brokenheartedness on here. I wish you could hug people through Tumblr, randoms you dont know who seem to be having a rough time. Though im sure if you did it irl theyd call the cops on yo ass.
A colleague passed away this week, it was expected, they were very ill, but still a shock to hear. They were an amazing person knowledgeable, intelligent, really good way of reading people and knowing how to speak to them. Ill miss this person. The time they’d been told was so much longer than what they’d actually got.
Makes you realise that every day is a gift. And how silly it is to look around and wonder if anyones thinking gee emma hasn’t gone out this weekend. The realisation that a no one is paying attention anyways were all too busy watching our own footsteps and knowing that if they are looking who cares.
I dont want to get to the end of my life and think I didnt do that because a b and c were watching. A b and c arent living my life. I am. I take advice from others but utlimately I take advice from God and I choose this is the day the Lord has made. I will be glad in it.
I would be gladder if I didnt have to clean.
Buuuut on the upside…Vampire Diaries and The Originals 💜💜💜