So. Where to start?
Talking about the weather? (it's sunny outside, approx temparature is about 24 degrees in case you wondered). Talking about me? (Brown hair tanned...) Talking about various problems in my life, in Africa, in China...? In the end, what does it actually matter what I write about, considering that only a handful of people will ever read this anyway.
So lets talk about life, because I'm in that kind of pessimistic mood. My life, your life... what does it mean and all that. Whether I die now, or after I've had twelve children, what does it actually matter in the grand old scheme of things. Someone said life is about increasing the quality of living for other people and for yourself. To me, that makes no sense at all. If we're living so that the next generation can have a comfier live, and they'll be living so the generation after them can have a better life- what's the point in it all?
If you think about how little you are compared to everything else. Last week I did a french exchange in Annecy, we went up to a mountain with a french name near Mont Blonc. You stand there and look at it, and it's so completely natural, not man made, some snow not ever stepped on, ever ever. And compare ourselves to that, great beast of a mountain. What are we here for?
Now I've got to get a tag for this, and what is it? An introduction, a rave, a rant. A load of boring drivel? A love for life?
That's all for now, but they'll be more and I have no idea what about. Thanks for reading if you did, and sorry cos I went of on a tangent there.