I keep changing.
I used to be sorry, but now I am unapologetic. September changed everything, but the outbreak was in June. Summertime was garbage, and that seemed to be a predictor for the madness to come.
I can appreciate the growth that I received out of it all though. It feels good to finally start understanding myself.
I have another, more constricted blog, but I don't wish to get rid of this one. I tried, and restored it almost instantly. I wasn't sure what use I could make of this thing, but suddenly I think it's hit me.
This is where my emotions will come to run wild. I find that keeping composure all of the time is far more exhausting than just being nonstop crazy.
And, I think I've got some gems on here. I can't just take my old emotions for granted. Obviously they must mean something. At the least, I recognize that where I was a year ago was so instrumental in getting me to where I am now.
I think that this is all that I can come up with for now. But if you still read this thing, hopefully you'll find amusement from the unorganized flurries to come.
You can check out my more developed blog if you like. Just ask.