Scribbles of a confused nobody...
This is a collection of the various diaries, journals and scribbles that I have kept over my life. They are often full of dull mundanity replete with the expected youthful selfishness, anger and enough exagerated melodrama to make one cringe.
They are, however, an interesting catalogue of snapshots, looking at environmental impacts of tourism and mountaineering, social poverty, isolated cultures and vanishing landscapes. I hope they can provide some interest for someone, one day.
It is always tempting to retrospectively correct, edit or re-write the past when typing up entries. Apart from correcting the most heinous grammar, and translating things that would otherwise be incomprehensible, I have tried as best as possible to preserve the faulted originals.
Why publish them? Pure narcissism. I decided to collate my life together a little and find online media one of the better ways of doing this. There is no intention for them to be authoritative, or even overly accurate. Just take them for what they are... a growing persons thoughts and scribbles in the small chaos of life.
Adrienne
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They are, however, an interesting catalogue of snapshots, looking at environmental impacts of tourism and mountaineering, social poverty, isolated cultures and vanishing landscapes. I hope they can provide some interest for someone, one day.
It is always tempting to retrospectively correct, edit or re-write the past when typing up entries. Apart from correcting the most heinous grammar, and translating things that would otherwise be incomprehensible, I have tried as best as possible to preserve the faulted originals.
Why publish them? Pure narcissism. I decided to collate my life together a little and find online media one of the better ways of doing this. There is no intention for them to be authoritative, or even overly accurate. Just take them for what they are... a growing persons thoughts and scribbles in the small chaos of life.
Adrienne
xx