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I sat for a long time and thought about how to start and what to write. Over the years, as this diary appeared, some people succeeded others. Someone knew me for a long time, someone had a certain image, someone tried to arrange for me under this image.
For the years of the diary I have changed from passionately in love, and then forgetting my love, to the storyteller telling about the man a miracle and a magical city. And it's all to some extent me.
I analyzed what happened to me during all this time, when I went through the old and new diaries with an invisible reader, and then suddenly realized that I had changed. Definitely, irrevocably, desperately and a little unexpectedly. Grew? Unlikely. Rather, I gathered all of myself together and learn how to live with it. Before, I did not know what I love to do, and what I do not like. Could do something for the company, not realizing that this is all NOT mine ... and someone else's.
So who am I? What in me is such that it really has not gone away, but has it become stronger? so here ...
That I love:
I like listening to people. It is to listen to how they say something, but necessarily sincerely, from the heart. Then they wake up facial expressions, which is beautiful. At that moment ALL people are beautiful. I love when they open up, tell their favorite tales, and it's very easy for me to isolate questions from them into "think, understand and solve." I love fairy tales. Or rather, how they affect our lives and the model for solving the problem.
I like to read. Highly. to stupefy. to delve into every detail and plunge into the details, draw pictures and admire the way things turn out. That is why I now admit only high-quality literature. I do not want to waste time on the empty. This month I finally finished reading "Ulysses". With the fourth attempt, but yes. I have a lot of books at home to read them, and they all really are worth it.
I love when I have the right kind of detail in my head. That is, you collect opinions, thoughts, images and then the ESSENCE is revealed to you. It is wonderful.
I like to be alone at home alone and manage to do a few things that I planned to do. It's inspiring.
Now I'm back on postcrossing and gladly open the mailbox. It really is worth it.
I like my job. After lawyer practice and legal adviser in the tourist and hotel sphere, the work of the personnel officer at the telecommunications company calms me. For the first time in my life I admire my direct boss, in which everything is combined - both professional and personal.
I rediscovered the Irish dances. Listen to music, yourself, to be aware of things in their depths. Understand how you change yourself ... it's like something crazy.
I like to know myself. Learn and study again.
Over the past year there has been a training program on gender and feminism, dance therapy, several legal programs, lots of new literature, a pool, new relationships, new hobbies.
I realized that I love white chocolate, persimmon and vegetables and can eat them all the time.
I do not know how to forgive people for a fact, if they do not ask for forgiveness, but wait for Christian morality.
I can fall in love with a man of any gender, but equally can exclude them from my life.
I need space and therefore I can rearrange the furniture myself in my room. as well as I can though and it is clumsy, but to repaint a wall in kitchen and to draw there stencils of paravozikov.
I absolutely do not care how they want to dress me and still love the shoes and shoes at low speed.
I'm not a musician and not a movie-seeker. Therefore, I absolutely do not know new products, although I do not think that this is bad.
At home, it's all about cinnamon ... immeasurable love. And sugar cubes, and cookies, and butter, and shampoo. It inspires.
I have a calm and interesting life and after I lost my fully paid trip to Stockholm, I'm a fatalist.
I believe and love my destiny.
A lot of love. Provided that now I'm not officially in any ways I'm not. The world also loves me and avenges that someone is hurting. We have an alliance with him.
I have a group of stones in each section of both kidneys because of what it seems to me that I live with bombs inside and do not belong to myself.
Sometimes in the evenings I'm afraid that I will die. And that it will hurt. But then I understand that it will indeed be and consider the tarot Goddess.
In my life recently there is a lot of silence. In the audiobook player Genius, from which I almost cry when I go to work (I'm only 15 minutes on foot), and so I listen to the sound and hornpipe. I admire them very much.
And I like to learn the correct pronunciation and etymology of words.
Here is the last discovery of coffee LAte, not Latte. So much in the world of amazing and unknown, and people waste time - for rudeness, quarreling, suffering and uselessness.
I want that life was not useless .. but I can only make it happy myself.
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