plagiarism

This is my first entry. I got an email telling me that i had not signed in for 7 months. The reason is because i am to afraid to post anything and fear that my writing is too immature and emotionally indulgent. So my first entry will be a blurb from one of my favorite writers Guy de Maupassant, that i really liked , from his novel " Like Death." It described perfectly how i felt the other morning at 6 am.

"It was one of those transitional days that constitute the end of one season and the beginning of another, weather that had a special savor, the sadness of approaching death or the savor of reviving sap."