Enjoying being alone

Being alone is not bad thing. I think sometimes I feel like society looks down on me when I am alone. However, it is at these times that I am at my best. I can really enjoy life for what I have made it. Nobody is judging me and if they are, fine.

One thing I love to do, but until recently hadn't done in a really long time, is to play in the snow. I love skiing over fresh powder. The last time I really went skiing was at Steamboat Springs in Colorado. Now, I love to dream about how much fun it must be to snowboard, but as of now, my only attempt ended painfully. So for now I am content skiing. Now, I haven't lived in Chicago very long, not even close to this far north. I however love it, love the freezing cold, love the snow. So my return to skiing was a short drive to Wisconsin, which amazingly has big enough hills to ski on. It is not close to the excitement of real mountains, but I will take what life gives me.

To my surprise, the place I went had like 6 lifts. There was about a 2 foot base of real snow, but it wasn't that powdery. However, it was cheap. Especially compared to the Rockies.

Anyone back to being alone. I have been thinking for a while now about going skiing alone. The last time I went with a friend and his friend.

Anyway, the name of this blog is a basic description of the colors I see when I am flying down a trail. The green is the trees on both sides, the blue is the sky and the white of course is the snow.

I will revisit skiing again sometime.

As for being alone, I often choose this when I go to a coffee shop. Now, I had imagined Chicago as having all these great cafes, but in reality they don't have anything good. I usually just go to The Buck or the Bou, depending on what kind of mood I am in.

I like The Buck for its modern like shops, all the people on their laptops(which I want so bad, but can't afford it. Do other people just make that much more money that they all have laptops, drive their beamers and live in houses, one day..), people studying. On the other hand if I go to the Bou, it usually is filled with families, but it is basically in my back yard.

My favorite coffee shop from where I lived before is building up here. The Brothers are coming, but they are building it all the way out in Aurora, why?

Now above all other coffee houses, I like non-chains, just a locals cafe. They had them in college, and my favorite was the Dive. Then it changed hands and I started going to the Java Hut, open all night. It was one of those places that families did not go. More of the alternative crowd, I guess you could say, went there. I once went there after getting off of work at 3am with some coworkers until 8am.

Anyway, being alone, has its perks. One thing I must say is that, my computer I am on write now is so freaking slow, Windows 97, that as I type the words take several more seconds to actually appear. I can't afford a new computer yet, and I am undecided on getting a cheap windows based HP or a way expensive MAC.

Introduction

I constantly battle with myself over what is right and what is wrong. Not just by the laws of government, but with society and religion and whatever else. Not that I have broken any major laws, but in the eyes of some, I am a bad person.

I am a dreamer, I like to think about what if, what might happen given different situations. I also like to act on those things. It is these acts that make me ponder if I am a good person or not. In the eyes of some, including my family, I imagine these acts would make me look like a bad person, but in the eyes of others I am just exploring life, trying to figure myself out.

I have struggled for months on what I should blog about. I find that I have a much easier time writing than I do expressing myself in person. I love to share my feelings, but I am much more guarded depending on the person I am telling this to.

This blog is mainly for me to say who I am , what makes me who I am in, and not what others make me. I hate the fact that I live in the shadows of others.

I don't know that anyone will read this, but if they do, let me know what you think. This is my first blog.