Just a couple of weeks ago I felt overwhelmed by work and life in general. I wished for a few days off, dreamed of doing absolutely nothing.
As a small business owner I had my share of ups and downs, but never thought I would find myself in a situation where I would be forced to close or postpone all my classes, yet I did. Continue reading
It’s not the connection, blogging draws us back because we feel the need to share. We want to show our photos, write our stories. We need the audience. No more quiet diaries or forgotten photo albums, now we share with whoever is willing to read and look. Blogging pets our narcissistic soul. 🙂
That was actually a comment I made, and my blogging friend called me ‘cynical,’ which I took as a compliment because I like being cynical. To me, it means I still have some critical thinking left, sadly I spit it out without any warning -mostly when not expected. Continue reading
We read about Russian interference all the time, yet I never understood how it works. How could a foreign country -any foreign country- influence the outcome in our election? I suppose it means Russia or another country manipulated our voting system, is that correct? Continue reading
You are so kind, she said and I am not.
I am rude and crude, rough at times and too outspoken.
Sarcastic and cynical, brutal sometimes if only with words. Continue reading
I don’t know if Gift-Work is a new blog, or perhaps just an older blog with fewer followers and readers and to be honest, to me it doesn’t matter. The blog is new to me and I liked what I read. Since I don’t believe in reblogging too much, I will now full intentionally steal part of the content, to make you want to read more and I hope, I will be forgiven. I also hope I will succeed! Continue reading
I love my smartphone but often wonder about the misuse of my data. So much about me can be known, just by looking at my apps. There is a lady who likes music and listens to books. Sometimes she has trouble sleeping, and she uses relaxation sounds and noises to lull her back into the dreamland. Continue reading
A simple photograph made me aware of the changes in our society. An older gentleman sitting on a small bench, the people walking around him, didn’t seem to notice him at all. Continue reading
