Thank you A.V.

Another book finished...another story lived through...
We don't grow till we learn to appreciate literature. 
I hated books when I was a kid,well I hated books even when I was a teenager...
But everything changed when I got to high school. This strong woman came along to teach us literature and rules about poetry...and a lot more.
She had this air about her you could not explain but you felt it around her every time you crossed paths with her. She corrected our way of talking,our way of writing and our way of thinking.
She taught me to love books in a short space of time I had a chance to be her student.
I will be forever grateful for things she has taught me...
She was taken away from us in the last year we had left of high school, it broke my heart to find out that she was no longer there to teach us... I felt angry at cancer and it's dark path it leads around us. 
But now I can share her memory with every book I read.
Thank you!💛

Saturday blues...

Planned trip to St Andrews had to be cancelled due to snowfall.
It looks so peaceful and relaxing out there, but in reality the wind is harsh and snow is adding it's contents to puddles. 
Maybe instead of boots I should be pulling out wellies, but maybe staying in won't hurt me.
Consumer Credit Act report is finally finished, I can enjoy my super sized coffee mug in piece, watching snow fall behind the window.
Sun has been hiding for a week now and on my only day off I wasn't holding my breath that it would appear today... It's Scotland after all.
February has come so quickly that I can barely prepare all the paperwork needed. There is definitely not enough hours for me at this time of the year.
Wish I was carefree kid again, with no obligations and duties... why I was wasting my time on the idea that I want to grow up when I was a kid?

Here I am,reading 'Me Before You' by Jojo Moyes...
Rarely I cry while reading books or even real life case studies,which make your stomach turn. But this time I couldn't stop tears streaming down my cheeks... last few chapters took longer with blurred vision.
Hiding away from everyone in my room I open books and step in the new world. I need books like some need alcohol or nicotine in their system.
Eventually every story comes to an end and I hate to part from them. But this time after hours of crying I'm glad I can close the book and add it to my book corner.
Story broke my heart...but I am glad I came across it.
Time to go and live.

Place has changed.

Being across the pond at home, I wish I never left but I see I am a changed person and I push those thoughts away.

I recognise faces and their habits but silently I am happy to see I have moved on from here.

Being here I notice how people seem to act their way through. You want civilised behaviour from everyone?  Well start with yourself - don't expect others to change before you have done first step!

I love my heritage but people are turning into animals without realising it.

Greed has taken over their minds.