My name is @aletta, This was a time when the Internet was starting to grow. This gave me the opportunity to be part of a very exciting period when things were changing very fast in online services.
And you know what? It has not stopped since. Technology continues to change at a rapid pace.
I've seen things come and go, but one of the things that has come to stay without many changes is blogging, or blog writing. People love to share their thoughts and ideas, and other people love to read them.
What is Steemit?
Steemit is a place where I can share the knowledge I have gained from my experiences, several of my friends and family have asked me to help them set up their own steemit. This happened so often that one of my friends in jest began referring to me as "Steemian".
I realized that there must be a lot of other people out there who want to start their own steemit but do not know where to start. Since I can not help everyone personally, I decided that I would create a blog that would show people exactly how to do it, even if they had absolutely no prior experience.
I value friendship and sincerity. I am a woman committed to my gender, I try to be better every day human being, I value family very much, I am in love with love and life, I am lover of reading and music. I think that the words are something magical and powerful. With them you can reach the heart of people without having to be a great writer, simply using them to convey what we feel. I like to know how my friends think and share my thoughts with them. I can not stand hypocrisy, I am faithful to my friends ... although I find it hard to trust people.
the sea is one of the things that I love the most in the world ... I have so delighted my eyes in the images that my mind has traveled to its shores and I have come to feel that smell of saltpeter that I love. Whenever I see an image of the sea, I recognize it: I would like to be there. When one has a passion for the sea, any moment is a gift to walk on the sand and feel the serenity or the courage of the waves when they break on the rocks. I love to watch the sea ... it gives me the inner peace that my soul needs ... I like to watch it from the shore, I like its hypnotic movement, its strength. I love their roar and feel their breeze. The sea enchants. It's photogenic.
I love to walk it at dusk or in the morning when the sun still does not bother me. To contemplate it in silence and to hear its sound, there is no better melody than the waves; I love to walk on the lonely shore, to wet my feet on the sand and oleeeerlo ... I have so much desire to meet again with that sea that I love, and to which sometimes it takes so long to see again ... That's why today, after recreating myself With those images that I saw, seen the sea blog and try to take time to be really next to him even a few hours.
The eternal sea that keeps so many secrets that so many stories created, who in one way or another does not like! Why do we like the sea? It will be because it is powerful and unforgiving at times or simply because its gentle waves caress us on the shore of some beach, or because there is no better place to see the sunsets and sunsets or to see with the Rage that breaks the waves on rocks ... is beautiful wherever you look, and when you stop to look at it helps you think of the things you like to think.
The sea is one of the places that fascinate me most. It renews me, refreshes me, it is good for my soul to spend time on its shores. But when I am on a beach, the human fauna that congregates and is agglutinating, watching half-naked with dozens of backpacks and cell phones to not even connect with oceanic glory is something that fills me with amazement and contradiction.
The sea is silent witness of so many of my gray days. Being next to him I feel sure of myself ... and I can spend the dead hours there contemplating it. And when I do, I think how many people like to do the same thing to me. Undoubtedly is something that attracts me a lot and with what I identify. Always firm, attentive, constant and faithful friend, who never fails me ... It may seem silly, but it is what I feel.