Frozen Nowhere

The draw of the internet, at least for me, has always been that it has allowed me to be both visible and safely invisible.
 
At least for the most part.
 
Unless I accidentally give out my real phone number to people who threaten to send me dead rats via Canada Post^* (which, in case you are wondering, really REALLY pisses Canada Post off… they do not approve of dead rats in the mail. I’m not sure they approve of LIVE rats all that much either… but if you label the box “careful, live animal” I think they will take it. But I haven’t tested the waters on that one yet)… and thus become somewhat transparent.
 
Being an online

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Today I read an post by Havi over at the Fluent Self about being seen and her cycle of wanting to be invisible and wanting to be seen and then BEING seen and this really sparked a bit of thinking on my part.
 
You see, I have struggled for most of my life to find ANY kind of balance between wanting to remain completely inconspicuous and wanting to be seen. And while I can’t say that I have come to any set conclusion about these things, I have really started to LOOK at the various needs

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Well… not that many people weighed in on this question…

In the end my love for this book broke the tie (it was tied with the red Poppies book, which is my second favourite book)… which should make Serin happy (laugh).

This book is a hard cover book, lined, and the paper inside is the a faded version of the cover (light green, sage and cream bamboo with darker grey lines…). It is about 5.5 x 8 inches, and has 2 marking ribbons in it.

The one thing that kinda pushed THIS book over the edge…

This weekend was the first weekend that I have spent alone (as in, no other adult company of ANY kind) in about 1 year… and the first time I have been alone for an entire weekend since I started dating Reg.  I am not used to not seeing him, not having him over for the night, or even just for an evening of watching movies. (But I did get a sweet phone call from him Saturday afternoon, totally unsolicited by me… YAY!!)
 
But he’s going through some stuff with his separation/divorce and I understand that he needed time to himself right now, that he just wanted a weekend without the kids screaming and yelling and fighting while he tried to sleep

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Here are the 4 contenders for which journal I will start writing in…

Any opinions?

1. Poppies
2. Penguins
3. Bamboo
4. Orange flowers