The Life of a CopyCat

It pained me to look to the right and see that from 2006 to 2011 I lived here. Part time, but a lot of the time. I had a passion for sharing my words. For fun, I enjoyed it. It gave me joy.

My 2013 summary was a minute long. Four posts. Blogging about skiing even slowed. That was my JAM. And I blew it. No wonder mommy blogs are better, I got a job and had no more time for my PASSION.

yes this

 

I went skiing yesterday and my joy was back. I got through the hard stuff in my life and my joy was back. I was honest and hard on someone that disappointed me and my joy was back. I wrote. And wow was my joy back.

I’m really a copyCat. It’s funny, being a Cat and all. It fits me so well.

I read things like this.

I read and read and read and present and past tense read/read like mad, voraciously. Then I adapt and copy. I try to tell everyone on social that you can be as good as who you like. Is that copying? To emulate?

I have gotten ahead of anything I imagined and fast, because I have answers. Because I read them.

Back to the reading and the writing. And the joy.

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