How many times in life have I thought that I found a place to call home, something to be a part of or a friend I could trust? How many times did those all turn out to be nothing but fantasies created from my own mind? I cannot say. I no longer remember them all. I don’t remember the faces, …
I didn’t really want to write this post, but on the other hand, I also felt a need to write it. By the end, I think you’ll understand why I felt like this. Now that I am writing, it feels like the right thing to do. Then again, writing always feels like the right thing to do, so I guess …
Yeah, so it’s been a while since I was able to keep a regular posting schedule and it actually really frustrates me. I need to write to feel good, so you can probably guess, I’ve been quite frustrated for a while. Starting something new is always difficult and I was fully prepared for that – or I thought that I …
