oh so there's variety

So victoria beckham has never read a book.... never... not even her own or david's...

so.... some can't read and some don't want to.... wierd when you realise again people arent all like yourself ;-) !

thinking of all that i'd have missed if i had never read....

not only the ones i studied, what about the magical (narnia) or the challenging (land by bruggeman) or about how other people live and think and see and feel.... (ellen, lance, tell me if the lovers are losers) or places i've never been to... (memoirs of a geisha) or times we'd never know... (red tent) or the entirely impossible but totally delightful... (neverland)

mmmmm

always plodding on

With particular reference to curvy i offer this soup...

...since the last post i have applied, interviewed, moved to and started a new job. some ground has been covered.
i tried to Leave Well.... sounds good... who can specify what that entails or looks like? but i gave it my best shot and am still doing it, even whilst now trying to Begin Well... even harder to specify...
...finding that in beginnings there's no zoom out perspecive, only the close up of what's in front of you and who knows how its distorted? i have no plot for the rest of the picture - i dont even know how big the frame is.
and so i miss people. as always.
alongside the bigger picture to make sense of the snapshot view, i miss the community that made me. like a venn diagram.

and strangely its not bad.
it could be.
but its not.

it occurs to me... i wonder if i'm sheltered? and i hope that i am.
and i try not to strive. striving not to strive.

i miss Him and meet Him simultaneously. and so i plod on, reaching for a hand.