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Trying to start again
Life is so weird. I feel like all I ever do is eat food, talk, and wash myself. I wish that I was brave enough to start writing again, but I don't think I am yet. How can a person possibly slow down their life enough to write? Whenever I'm not regularly surrounded by people, I get moody and lonely. But when my life is a whirlwind like it is now, my mind never slows down enough to permit me to translate all my thoughts to words and write them down.
I had a lot of grand plans for myself as a child. I wanted to be a published author, to ride a horse, to fight in a war I believed in, to learn to dance, and to be admired by many people. To date, none of these things have happened.
I'm not sure what else I wanted to say.
I had a lot of grand plans for myself as a child. I wanted to be a published author, to ride a horse, to fight in a war I believed in, to learn to dance, and to be admired by many people. To date, none of these things have happened.
I'm not sure what else I wanted to say.