Hopefully inspiration kicks in these coming days. I never realized its been three years since I last did. I do feel like writing again. Letting that sappy, dramatic side of my self loose. Problem is, I don't know where to start. Should I just trash this blog and start anew? Two years of writing would be wasted though. Besides, no one reads my blog anymore. It's full of emo drama and sadness anyway. Still, I can't deny that part of my life and just forget about it. I feel so rusty though. And reading some of my old posts makes me cringe or just laugh. Pathetic.
Maybe there is a way I can make this sad, dark, lonely blog a happier one. Maybe there's a way to turn the blog around without eliminating the fact that I was once a sappy, heartbroken kid. Should I change the color of the background? That might work. Doesn't make any of the content less tragic though. That's it! The content! I will now try to write more insirational, less melodramatic poems. hopefully my brain picks up and I can quit blabbing and start on the real writing.
I must say, I really missed this. Speaking my mind in front of a stupid screen that never talks back. Not afraid that anyone reads this 'cause it's too boring to be given any credit anyway. A sort of little escape from my usual busy life.
I'd rather not write about the in between. There were a lot of good times though. A lot of drinking and goofing around. Can't say there wasn't much substance because I thrived and enjoyed with the company of friends.
I've just realized though that I've actually let 3 odd years for MYSELF slip away. I can't really say there's been much development of self. I've been hovering mostly throughout these past years. Going with the flow of things. Letting fate take its course.
Well, not anymore. I'm making my own path. I'm going to be happy.
