Hm..
I feel like writing. I don't know why, I just do. I don't know what I want to write about, but I know I want to write. I guess I want to write about me, because that's what I'm thinking about the most. I feel like there may be something wrong, or like something crucial is missing from me, but I don't know what. Maybe someone to love? Maybe friends from home? Maybe family? I have no idea. I am in a very contemplative and thoughtful mood. I want to know what people think of me, and I want to know what makes me tick, and what makes other people tick. Why do people like me so much? Why am I how I am? Perplexing.