Tuesday, 9 September 2025

Like a moth to a flame...

Everything changes, nothing stays the same, so the saying goes, and yet here I am in a space where nothing has seemingly changed; it is just how I last left it.

Drawn here by the ebbing flame of our blogs. Some of you are still posting, and some, like myself, have not posted in many a year and yet many haven't yet severed the strings that bind us to blogland.

I wonder if this is because we spent so much time composing our thoughts and renting out our angst and emotions into the ether, day after day, leaving a diary like list of events in our lives or just because we still have a tie with the friends we made here? Probably a little of both and much more besides.

I feel I would like to revisit this blanket of warmth I found here and just sit within it, with us.I venture I may stay a while.


Saz x


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Take the weight of your feet, draw up a chair and pour yourself a cuppa. Leave your troubles at the door and together we shall ride out the storms.


Saz x

Like a moth to a flame...

Everything changes, nothing stays the same, so the saying goes, and yet here I am in a space where nothing has seemingly changed; it is just...