I'm sure I should feel guilty but I've spent over an hour reading other peoples blogs instead of doing something useful. But it is so truly facinating and I am immensely grateful that people are so generous with their ideas, thoughts and poetry. This is better than any library or series of books and I am amazed how very fragile and vunerable thoughts and feelings are shared without hesitation.

I can only share the recurring thought that we bloggers sound so very childlike. I wonder if you agree? Its like if you adopt the voice of an adolescent when you read the blogs, they all make perfect sense in their own way. Perhaps that's what keeps them fresh, that no matter how mature or in control we present ourselves to the outside world, we are in fact, young and curious? What makes me smile mostly are the blogs that express feelings that I find so difficult to express. It's so easy to express love, but anger and helplessness and abject misery are feelings that we are taught to suppress. The sense of the ridiculous in some blogs is such a joy. Yes it is ridiculous to worry about the planet and then buy readymade meals and coca-cola. It is ridiculous to apologize for moaning when your struggling with cancer and it is sheer joy to read your thoughts and feelings.