When people hear I am writing about the possible end of handwriting, many come up with examples of things we will always need handwriting for: endorsing checks (no longer needed at an ATM), grocery lists (smartphones have note-taking functions), signatures (not even needed to file taxes anymore). These will not be what we would lose. We may, however, forsake some neurological memory.
because rebecca lost most of her stuff in an apartment fire and needs some help getting on her feet again.
As most of you know, my apartment went up in flames after the heater the landlord provided caught fire and rapidly spread to the hallway. Smoke filled the apartment and ruined just about everything that was in it’s wake. Any and all help is greatly appreciated, and I’m glad so many of you guys have given me your blessings and well wishes. But this was the idea of a few readers, so I thought I might try it. my brother took photos of the aftermath and more will come later.
again, thank you for your well wishes and any and all help.
thank guys, please reblog if you don’t mind.
As I currently can not donate I will at the very least pass it on in case someone else wants to, do it because since she left is actually a pretty interesting or at least just because helping out a fellow human being is the cool thing to do.
I realize in many ways New Years are completely arbitrary. When i was younger I often wondered why not make the new year some time it was nicer so all those poor people in times square could stay warm, maybe July 15th would be nice. Anything has to be better than the winter, though i suppose if it is changed to then the poor southern hemisphere gets to suffer.
I’ve never thought of periods of my life in term of years, but in actual periods in which certain people came and went. And of important events that somehow made the time relevant to me even now. However for the sake of easy organization let us go along with these arbritary designations even if just for now.
2009 wasn’t the best year of my life but it wasn’t the worst either. There were moments I felt happy and complete, and others where I felt absolutely lost and alone. I smoked too many cigarettes and took a lot of pictures, and did things that made me happy at times so I can’t honestly complain.
But 2010 is here, and this year for the first time in a long time, I happen to be truly and absolutely hopeful about a new year. Plans have ways of falling through and not happening. Even so I’m excited and trusting of things. This time next year I can very well be the happiest person I’ve been at any time before or I might not, but the possibility alone excites me.
I remain calm and determined. Life is a giant surprise and I just want to see how things will work out.
I don’t know who I will be January 1, 2011. I don’t even know where I will be January 1, 2011. But for the first time since I was a young and hopeful teenager, I plan to enjoy every second of the ride. Even if at times it’s not exactly the way I envisioned it when I close my eyes.