About life…
16 Dec 2008 Leave a Comment
My nokia 6085
Expect variety! Expect heartache! Expect anger! Expect joy! Expect laughter!
EXPECT LIFE!
I used to draw people all the time.
I started drawing them when I was eight or nine years old, excluding the stick figures done prior to my realising that features included so much more than a couple of dots and line or two.
These days everyone I know exists inside my laptop and my mobile – yes, it is rather sad, but so be it! In view of this, it seemed only fair to draw my little Nokia in place of faces.
I remember being afraid to use a telephone when I was a child. I didn’t mind answering it if it rang, but to actually make a call was another matter entirely!
These days I seldom receive telephone calls and I seldom make any, but I wouldn’t know what to do without my mobile.
It is a much needed alarm, calendar, bluetooth connection to the internet when my 3G fails, it is a connection to the internet in its own right, my emergency (albeit bad) camera and it is also a telephone; the latter being the least appealing of all its features.
No, it is not an iPhone, would that I could have one of those – perhaps when I grow up! It is my Nokia, my toughy, dropped on concrete and tiles more often than I care to remember and it never fails to carry on going!
Oh, by the way, I am an artist and a freelance writer and while that has little or nothing to do with my Nokia, it has everything to do with me.
You see, when I remember myself as a child and submit to the senses of my memory, I realise how far removed I have become from the little girl I once was.
I am not where I was headed when I started on this journey into adulthood at the age of 20 or so years old. It is however where I am now and I have to say that I wish I had known then what I know now. Whilst this is both the best and the worst place for me to be, the experience and satisfaction I feel in so many areas of my life are the source of strength and joy that shall soon put paid to the ‘worst’ of it that invades my mind in the dark hours of night.
This is a blog of my journey it will include anything and everything which I have been through; that I am going through and where I plan to go from here. You are welcome to follow me and comment or share your own experiences….
We are not so different you and I.
