I’ll never know what it is that encourages me to write on the most random of days. Sometimes, I guess I just get an urge to put my thoughts on to paper and try to create words out of emotions or maybe I just have things on my mind that I wish I could get off. But can you ever really get things off your mind? Or is this just another fabrication of reality that we have come to believe in? Some things I can never know. Mostly what I don’t know is this feeling I have inside. It is a very familiar feeling, don’t get me wrong, but it is a feeling that I am not sure why its there and I can’t say I completely understand it.
It all started when things hit the fan again and everything began to come untied and unglued and things began to rip at the seems. My understanding of the world around can only last for so long before everything that I have spent so much time trying to understand changes before I ever get the opportunity to grasp the concept.
I am trying to get back to that place within myself when decisions I make are the right ones, or at least the right ones for me in my mind but I can’t seem to get there. Every word and every action I have began to second guess and wonder if I really am doing the right thing. I just don’t understand where I can go from here if every path has its pros and cons and I can’t seem to make a proper decision of where I should stand or where my actions should be carrying me.
“Can I say just one more thing, I’m not going to say, you know, there’s plenty more fish in the sea, and I won’t bombard you with clichés, but what I will say is this, it’s not the end of the world.”-ADTR
