Content

I think it's really weird how I'm completely content with sharing some of my inner thoughts here. Just writing away, looking at this computer screen as I just let it out. Call me crazy but I feel like the people who know you the most, are more likely to judge you. For that reason I find it hard telling my friends how I feel and what's actually going on in my life. Instead I turn to you. You being this blog. This sheet of paper awaiting and willing to listen to what I have to say. You being this person reading this. Who ever you are. How you found my blog doesn't matter, because the odds of you confronting me about the things I write here are slim to none. And that knowledge is what makes me content. Content enough to tell it all.


It's been awhile since the ball has been in my court. It's finally my turn to be in control and for the first time I don't want to play, because when your past and your future collide it's hard to live in the present.