Recur
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Sunday, October 14, 2007, 10:15 AM
Another day or week or month. Another birthday has come and gone. I can*t believe I*m 22. I feel like I just turned 21. But that was...over a year ago.
So, here I am. For once, or maybe more than once, I'm not sure what to write. What should I write? Should I write at all?
Poetry. It*s been so long since I*ve found myself in that creative moment. I will start again...when the time is
Kind, though I*m not sure it ever is. All in a cycle, then maybe I will. I will be. I am
Loved, so I hope and hope and still hope more. Nick was here last night, and last Saturday night, and I was glad to see his face. I*m glad to see his face, his hands, his touch, his
Whatever. That*s school right now...just...whatever. I love that I am on a path to a career, but I am tired. And sometimes, bored. But it will
Pass. That should be my motto. Religiously speaking, I don*t know where I am anymore. I believe, but not the
Same. Things change and recur. I change. I am changing. But I am still
Alive. And I*m thankful. I*m young and vibrant somehow and only
22. I just turned 22. It was my birthday. My
Thoughts. Here and hidden.
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