Doesn't it go dark early?

I have been neglecting my blog. I asked my Mum what I should write in in it and she had 4 suggestions:

1) The photography course I am on
2) That I've joined Weight Watchers and lost quite a lot of weight
3) I'm going on holiday soon to Blackpool
4) It was Grandma's 77th birthday the other day and she got 25 birthday cards

Perhaps I should blog about the first two and not the latter two.

Dreams can come true

In a way dreams are quite amazing. The way they can bring you to the brim of an emotion and momentarily send you to the cliff edge of it. For example, when I have dreamt about someone in a certain way and awoken with a sense of longing for them that I never had before, waking up saddened when I have dreamt someone has died or feel very disturbed when I'm staring into a mirror with my eye sockets cemented in.

Last night I had a traumatic and vivid dream. I was going to have a baby and my water's broke.
I wanted to keep the baby and an abortion at the same time. An abortion seemed so brutal and sad but a living creature inside me seemed so foreign and strange. I felt very gloomy about having a baby and an overwhelming sense of ruining my life!

I woke up thinking if I am going to be so torn about having a child and feel thoughts like that then maybe I am not ready for children and should be extremely careful in potential children-creating activities but that's not something I have to worry about currently and I have no plans for motherhood anyway. I'm not sure if that reaction and feeling I felt was exactly true to life but it is funny how alive dreams can feel, it is like some sort of virtual reality, putting you in a situation you have not yet been in. I daydream quite a lot and get lost in my imagination sometimes but it never feels as alive as a dream.

On Blogging

I like and admire blogs of a confessional, open nature. It must take courage to write those sort of entries - being open to the world, unknowing of the responses. I like how you can find out about people living their lives-sharing the moments, experiences, thoughts, and feelings that one might never find out about. Blogging about things that I myself will never experience or really ever properly understand. But also reading about the everyday moments that I and many people experience daily.

Blogs that aren't especially confessional and not rooted in the person themself specifically, a bit like a newspaper article-format I think can be interesting. It is as if the fragments of the blogger you find in their entries and the shadows they create make them quite intriguing also.

My blog seems to fall into the latter catagory. One of the reasons for this is because I do very little and my life doesn't contain that many blog-worthy entries. Haaha....what a bleak ending.

hedge-hogging the CD player

I have previously blogged about a local hedgehog that I occasionally see.

Today he was asleep in the garage, nestled behind a cd player. He looks snug, I thought to myself, but on reflection it seems that he was stuck rather than snug!



My dad tried to get the hedgehog out but he seemed quite firmly entangled in the holes of the CD player - I think it was his claw that was also entangled. He curled up in a little ball when he was touched, but he still remained attached. Eventually, he was delicately tugged out and layed on the ground, but he still remained in his little ball.

It made me sad for the hedgehogs that live in the man-made world - the busy roads and unkind humans. They are defenceless as their instinct to roll into a ball becomes mostly useless.

See you soon babe

as I was at my friend's flat, my friend discovered some letters and postcards in the loft - I think it was a few different people writing to a boy called Trayen. He must have lived there years ago as the letters were dated around '97.

The letters and postcards are quite brief and simple, and also very informal and colloquial in places. I think it's an interesting glimpse into this person's life, as you can only guess their relationship from this fragmented correspondance, they will always remain a dark silhouette...

trayen, baby how ya doin'? I'm sitting in a bar in Greece. Actually I looking after the bar while the manager plays pool. It's beautiful out here. I get free drinks because I'm helping behind the bar. The place on the front is where we go at night somteimes. I'll call you when I get home. I love you babe. Love Georgia xxx

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Dear Trayen, I hope you are well and not too stressed about your exams and stuff. Things are swinging on as usual here, and it's all pretty peaceful really. I really miss Jess at the moment though I've not seen her since the last week and in December I probably will have called before you read this because it's bank holiday sunday

I'm sitting on a park bench by the river and all these couples keep walking past holding hands, it's making me feel nauseatingly single

See you soon babe

Emma xxx

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"When In Rome" (Dedicated to Trayen)

When I see you in the morning
Putting on your pretty clothes
I watch you do your makeup
Like they do in all those fashion shows
And you go away and your gone all day
but your coming home to night.
But when your home, darling all you've got to be is you
But when in rome do as the romans do.

I like that they are quite blande and ordinary - they aren't gut wrenching love letters or deeply revealing

What Ladies Converse About

The other day, I was with playing with my neice Daisy of 4 years of age and texting my friend Daisy of 18 years of age, simultaneously. Daisy, my neice, was quite curious about what I was doing and quite interested when she discovered exactly what it was.

Daisy: What are ya doin?
Me: Texting my friend, she's called Daisy like you!
*Look of surprise and fascination appears on her face*
Daisy:.....What does her dress look like?


Aw

Hedgehog Happenings

The only thoughts and things interesting enough to write about are animal-related.

Alfie popped over today, having a roam about my room and a nap on the windowsill. I like how he comes over to get some peace and quiet and to relax. Alfie is a lovely creature specifically but I generally enjoy the company of cats because there is no judgement and no expectation, and all they want is a sleep, some food and to be stroked. So simple and easy. So pleasant and delightful.




Also, there is a local hedgehog who I have only come across recently. I came home one night a few weeks ago to discover the hedgehog munching on some cat biscuits that were left outside, and then it ran away rather quickly! I saw the hedgehog again earlier today. I managed to take a picture and the hedgehog was acting strange as it was so still and staring in one spot for ages...Polly was prancing around in the background, the hedgehog didn't seem to mind.