Hiatus.
I have apparently taken a break while I live my life.
And even if I started writing now I wouldn't know where to start and I'd keep missing things I wanted to say and that would frustrate me to unbelievable angers. However, I am not giving up on you, I am just thinking I need to go back to writing on paper. I'll keep you around, journal. For any high-emotion moments in my life, but I am content reading right now.
I am happy reading about others' lives and knowing that my own is shaping itself into something decipherable and that even if I don't understand the big picture, I can understand the pieces and that that will have to suffice.
It is a beautiful feeling, like the weather lately.
And yes, I am a sucker for summer and spring.
It is my time.
I bloom.
And even if I started writing now I wouldn't know where to start and I'd keep missing things I wanted to say and that would frustrate me to unbelievable angers. However, I am not giving up on you, I am just thinking I need to go back to writing on paper. I'll keep you around, journal. For any high-emotion moments in my life, but I am content reading right now.
I am happy reading about others' lives and knowing that my own is shaping itself into something decipherable and that even if I don't understand the big picture, I can understand the pieces and that that will have to suffice.
It is a beautiful feeling, like the weather lately.
And yes, I am a sucker for summer and spring.
It is my time.
I bloom.