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If I have a look at my lj, there's a pattern that seemed to have been important to me for a few weeks : death,illness and the fact that life is short and that anything can happen . I didn’t wait to be almost 40 to know this but there are times in life where for one reason or another , you think more about it.
This concern has been reflected in my Spike and Buffy thoughts, which is a bit odd considering that I always associated them with something glowing and beautiful beyond the pain carved in the relationship. Post series Spuffy is a thing of hope after all.
Also ,my views on a lots of things have been coloured by the sadness felt when learning about the illness of two friends (one on Lj and the other in RL ) almost at the same time and for the same reasons; breast cancer with mastectomy. This is something hard to take , even harder for them of course and just thinking about what they're going through, the fear and the pain, while outside summer is here all joyful and radiant is frightening , and also saddens me to the point of making subjects as a TV series and fanfiction or James , tasteless and a bit vain.
Since the beginning , I’ve tried to tie LJ with fun, entertaining, pleasant matters and I suppose I’ve succeeded most of the times. I’ve often had the pleasure of sharing some RL news and serious, gloomier subjects couldn’t be avoided . But I really try to make my journal a smile-inspiring place to be.
This is why, since I feel tired and sad , it was better for me to stay quiet for a while.
I’m relieved to be able to write down my thoughts here , perhaps knowing that the audience is rather limited- it gives me a kind of different freedom.
This concern has been reflected in my Spike and Buffy thoughts, which is a bit odd considering that I always associated them with something glowing and beautiful beyond the pain carved in the relationship. Post series Spuffy is a thing of hope after all.
Also ,my views on a lots of things have been coloured by the sadness felt when learning about the illness of two friends (one on Lj and the other in RL ) almost at the same time and for the same reasons; breast cancer with mastectomy. This is something hard to take , even harder for them of course and just thinking about what they're going through, the fear and the pain, while outside summer is here all joyful and radiant is frightening , and also saddens me to the point of making subjects as a TV series and fanfiction or James , tasteless and a bit vain.
Since the beginning , I’ve tried to tie LJ with fun, entertaining, pleasant matters and I suppose I’ve succeeded most of the times. I’ve often had the pleasure of sharing some RL news and serious, gloomier subjects couldn’t be avoided . But I really try to make my journal a smile-inspiring place to be.
This is why, since I feel tired and sad , it was better for me to stay quiet for a while.
I’m relieved to be able to write down my thoughts here , perhaps knowing that the audience is rather limited- it gives me a kind of different freedom.
