I forget
There was something I wanted to write but I forget what it was. I guess it wasn’t that important.
There was something I wanted to write but I forget what it was. I guess it wasn’t that important.
30+, living in London (for now), taking life each step at a time.
I write: Sleeping Daisies
I cook: Domestic goddess in training
I read: What others are thinking and Quoted
I travel: Jo’s travels
I think about God and church and stuff like that. And sometimes I teach. Workshop
I blog: Well, you must know that by now!
Email me: calia7777[at]gmail.com
That happens to me all the time with blogging. I go through life experiencing things and (sadly) I think: “Oooh that’s a good thing to blog about” then later “poooof” it’s gone. Weird, huh?
I think my memory’s getting worse as I get older. Used to be able to remember things. If I don’t write them down straight away… Hmm, what was I saying? ‘