Letter I

I understand you're busy and so should be I actually. I'm no special than everyone else, I'm so close to finally finishing school for good (at least if I'll want to have more of it, it'll be because I'll want that), the 'real' life I've been longing to live is just around the corner and here I am stuck in a moment. I'm far from worst case scenario, this moment has only been going on for two months now and I'm far from not doing nothing in the meanwhile, you know me. It's also true that I've had a year now that one could consider as that moment but only I know it wasn't. Those ten months before these last two were something I needed to do for myself and these last two are what I want to do for myself. That puts me right where I want to be.

Except that for last couple of days I got something I didn't want - a bad cold from my dearest sister who's got enough guts to help ill kids get better. And I felt lack of something I wanted - inspiration for the work that should keep me really busy these days and weeks.

That's why I'm not busy these days at all and what could take only couple weeks is taking couple months from me, my bad entirely. Well, if you want to do something great it's not supposed to be easy, right?

Ironically, I'm feeling strong desire to write at the same time as I lack inspiration for writing what I should be working on. Also simultaneously I feel like listening to or reading a good story from someone. No matter how much I write about myself, so much more than you ever could probably, in the end I can really feed only on what I get from others. So I've been thinking a lot trying to find a good question to ask you. By a lot I actually mean a lot because I don't think of myself as a good question-maker. I found a question that I have great interest in and if for you it'll be an answer you'll want to write down for me, I'll meet my goals in this question-making.

What were you mom and dad like?

It's one of those questions to which every answer is the right answer but it might be unexpected for most people, that's why the long intro. Plus I managed to write something and feel like I've just had a free therapy, which makes this my next blog post. I killed two birds with one stone and this day turns out to be quite fine. I'll go and do some hard physical work now and let you the brain work. My sewing machine awaits!