Don’t you just love when you think you have shit worked out, the universe comes along and chucks something your way; something you weren’t prepared for and definitely didn’t factor into your plans? Fuck man. Life is crazy. Never for minute does it rest and let you cruise along and enjoy your decisions.
At least it’s interesting I guess. This life I’m living.
I feel a pull to write shit down, I’m not really sure why. I’ve never been a diary keeper, and the few blogs I’ve tried to start have all been forgotten within weeks. Maybe this one will be different, or just maybe it will be the same. Putting thoughts on paper (or a screen) has never been something that comes easy. My head is full of thoughts that I usually process internally. But, at the same time, writing things down has always drawn me in. I’m a list maker for sure – to do lists, grocery lists, packing lists; I love making lists. Long, eloquent blog posts that accurately display my feelings, emotions, processes; not so much.
We’ll see. Someone may never see this, and it will always be personal but then again, it’s posted on the internet for everyone to see. So very public, but feeling very personal.