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Hello my loves. It's been over a week since I wrote you, maybe even a little longer than that. I've had some time off work, we went down south to bury my Dads ashes then Rob and I spent a couple of days in London. What a different world it is down there compared to here. Then it was my birthday, I'm now 25!! I can feel the wrinkles setting in and the grey hairs are appearing at rapid speed. 

Although I had a busy time I'm not going to be talking about that, I want to talk about something else if that's okay? Before I start I just want to tell you I'm listening to Daughter again. I only have a few songs on my iPod but I just love them, her voice is so captivating I really do recommend you listen to them. 

Have you ever looked at someone, anyone and wondered what they are about, wondered who they truly are? It could be for a split second or a bus ride somewhere. You don't know who they are you've never seen them in your entire life before but for some reason you find yourself looking at them. You look at them to try and figure them out. 

If you look into a persons eyes, like really look into them you can see so much. You can see a persons happiness, their honesty. You can see their pain. A persons eyes reveal more information about that person than the words they say out loud. I ask you this, how many times have you ignored what someone's eyes have said and gone along with what their mouths are saying? 

I notice now that we ignore eye contact, we are too focused on our phones, iPads or other tablet devices. Our social skills and our ability to read people is slowly dwindling because all we do is look down. We know how people are feeling from the tweet they have sent or Facebook status. Do we even care? As I write this now I'm not talking to anyone, the person next to me is on their phone. I noticed when we were on the train to Hampton no one was speaking everyone was watching their little screens. I don't want us to be lost with only ourselves. It's more fun being lost and stumbling through life with others by our side.

I worry that as our generations get older and the years go by those who can't say how they feel won't have anyone around them with the ability to see their hurt. That social skill will be lost. 


So my message to you is to look up and see the beautiful people around you rather than the virtual ones on your screens. 

Much love
Beth xxx

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  1. I really enjoy your blog , I feel that I can relate to a lot of the things you talk about and is very brave to put yourself out there. Xx best wishes

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    1. Thank you so much :) I think sometimes that although my blog is personal and reveals a lot about myself, others like yourself can relate to it because really most of us have the same doubts and insecurities, maybe they just get displayed differently. Thank you for reading my posts. It means a lot xx

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