Well... here goes...

I've always wanted to be a person who kept a diary, a journal or collection of random writings and many times over the years I've bought beautiful notebooks and vowed to write in it every day. Each time it would last for a while (a week or few or even some months), but now I just have a pile of beautiful books with a few used pages at the front.

Maybe it's because I didn't want to write down what was in my head (or heart) in case someone else read it and thought I was a fruitcake or maybe it's because I'm a slacko who starts things and doesn't always finish {:->

I can't promise that this will be updated regularly, but at least I have started on it and maybe (just maybe) if you come back another time there will be something new for you to read.

Time for bed...