Blue is my favorite

   So, this is my very first blog. I must admit that I feel a bit like a temptress with all you people out there with voyeuristic tendencies.
   You know how when people get older, they start to reminisce about "the good old days"? I think this point in my life is a time that I will look back on with fond feelings. Not that I don't have any problems, or that I have anything going according to plan. I feel centered with myself for the first time ever. To give you a little background, I got married when I was young, too young probably. I have felt a bit stifled over the last eight years, not because he verbally asked me to give anything up, but because I got very caught up with trying to do what was expected of a person in my position. Somewhere along the way, I lost myself. A few weeks ago we seperated. During this period of time that I was not worried about what my mate's needs and wants were, I really had to take a step back to remember what it was that I liked. I had some interesting discoveries through our time apart. I found that anytime I was drawn to the color purple, I would get very angry. This seems strange, I know. The reason for this sudden rush of temper? My favorite color is blue, but I, at some point, started being attracted to the color purple, because this is my husbands favorite color. I realize that this seems like a minor thing, but since this small realization, I have been reminding myself silently that my favorite color is blue. I think I'm insane. lol
   I have started to learn french, and have gotten back into photography, I no longer feel guilty when I go out with friends, I rent the movies that I want to see, and I've begun painting again! I am listening to what I want for the first time ever!