Every Rose Has Its Thorn

It's been about two weeks since I've blogged. And I do apologize about that, am grateful to readers who come by and spend some time on my page. This blog has been a place for me to talk about anything on my mind, some therapy time and extra opportunities for me to improve on my writing. Writing has always freed my mind from whatever troubles I had. I vented my anger, frustrations, sadness, all the bad as well as the good. Blog about the everday happenings of my life, I've enjoyed it immensely. That little bit of creativity that I think I have, used to express me. That's why it's Extre-ME-ly. Last syllable just fits very well in the context of my life.

My blog is where I can be an extreme Me. That I'm not too much for anyone or anything.

Funny, well. I had hopes that there would be many extreme topics that I get to talk about. Over time however, I don't know if it was anything "extreme." lol, I like to stay away from drama so there's not so much extremeness to talk about.

Sometimes I do wish my life was more exciting to rant about. Other times, I'm so glad that my mind is so free from worldly troubles, I sleep very well at night. Thinking that at least I do not have the worst of problems most in the third-world are dealing with. I'm grateful for that. And I don't ever wish for anything hard to come my way. Sometimes I even don't think I deserve all this goodness in my life. That I get a bed, a place to sleep--good clean food when I want, and environment almost free of crimes. I have it good, too good that I wish I could share with those who have never been able to experience this kind of peace in their life. Have you ever felt that way? That your life and being is bubbled over with so much good that it is overflowing? What a waste?

Well, everything is all good.