About me I'm Caz, I'm in my early twenties and I live and work in central London. I'm a native of the north of England, though, and enjoy confusing southerners with words such as "brew" and "barm". I work in a job that's not quite publishing and not quite education, and one day I plan to do a doctorate in history. History's a big passion of mine and living in a city full of old buildings and strange street names is a massive treat.
I love Doctor Who (but take your shipwars and character bashing elsewhere) and Top Gear, although I'm not hugely active in either fandom at present. I do however love to chat about fannish things - given that my journal's not been the biggest bundle of laughs recently I'm making more of an effort to post picspams and whatnot. For me, fandom's about fun, and about meeting lovely new people. I've met some great people through fandom. My interests should give you an idea of what else I'm in to.
I do talk quite frankly about my mental health in this journal so if that sort of thing's not your cup of tea, or something that upsets you, that's fine. For my part, I try not to post anything that's just self pitying bollocks. I find writing about my bad days quite therapeutic, but if what I've written is just negative, negative, negative, I don't post. I try to give things a silver lining.
This journal is friends only, but if you want to add me please comment on my Friends Only post. I may not get back to you right away as I'm not online every day but provided we've got a few interests in common and your journal is active, I'll add you back.
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I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, master Frodo, the ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy. How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Master Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folks in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something. - Sam, Lord of the Rings