Jan 21, 2005 09:18
I want to post.
But I do not know what to post.
It's been snowing again, but I'm not going to post everytime it snows here. That would be silly.
I guess I've been flicking through flists (Matt's and mine) and finding that the posts I liked most are those about everyday life, school and home and things, maybe because I'm away at the moment>
I love my home, and having a home is a main ambition of mine. Au fond de moi, I'm not a housewife, but a homemaker, and that is not imcompatible with the academic career I see rearing ahead of me and the intelligence and the culture which I desire. More and more I can see myself becoming an academic, a scholar in my field ... and I like that. I'm really not feeling too keen on facing the world right now, which probably has a lot to do with my depression, and thus I'm thinking less of an 'active' career, but still.
Trying to define home is hard. I could tell you what I miss - the constant background noise, cups of tea with my mum, my sisters and my dad's unfocused oblivious attention - but is that home ?
Blah. I was rightm I hav e nothing much to post anyway. I'll go and play Sims 2 now and make their home. Maria and Spike have just had a baby girl named Tara, sister to Willow, Drusilla and Julia.