Writings from a New Author
Hello again, or should I say for the first time. So I went on a trip to see some people this weekend, and I realized that I hadn't written in a long time. At one point in my life, this was my main writing outlet and sparked many other types of writing, although I never actually kept a physical journal. Well, life progresses in the funniest of ways and I guess you could say I ceased writing for a while. You would think something like Amanda's ordeal would have been a reason to lose my writing spark, but as my last entry proves, I was writing long after I knew Amanda would be OK. In case you are new to this journal, my friend Amanda became very sick the last month of our senior year in high school, and let's just say it flipped many people's lives around. Paired with the onslaught of life-altering events that occurs at the end of each person's senior year or the year they decide to move away from adolescence or move out of their childhood home and away from their parents, yeah paired with all that, oh and the massive partying, I had one hell of a roller coaster summer. The best way I have found to describe it was: "It was the worst and best summer of my life, after one of the worst and best years in high school, during one of the most formative times in a person's existence." So you could argue that Amanda's ordeal lead to the cessation of my writing, but it was not the cause of it. The only sure-fire reason I can give is that I am the type of person that will discuss, debate, and analyze every aspect of my day-to-day complicated life. I talk incessantly and feel the need to explain everything. Therefore, when I am truly shocked and rocked by the restless winds of life, I kinda bottle up. I'll admit, as an avid sleep-dreamer (I usually have very detailed and intense dreams which I always remember when I wake up), I could not dream for the longest time. Only in the last month have I regained my ability to dream which, as ridiculous as it sounds, has been a huge relief. Now I have chosen to take up my writing again, and hopefully not just about morbid and mundane things such as my best friend being sick or an explanation of how I will start writing again ;)
It is hard to make up for the huge gap between this and my last entry, so let us look at this journal as the result of two authors. The one before the life-altering summer (closely followed by a mental and social reconstruction-inducing new school year), and the one sitting in front of this screen now. This new author, while still in close connection with it's former writing partner, is of a newer mind, body, and soul...a little wiser in the mind, a little heavier in the body, and a little wounded but a whole lot more open in the soul. That last one is the most important. My soul is still here and always will be, but it has grown, grown into it's own new skin. These newest entries will be an introduction to this new soul...and the new person it is a part of.
Nice to meet you. My name is Cassandra. Most people call me Cassie. Someone very close to me named Amanda calls me Cas Cas. Whatever name you choose for me, I just want to let you know, this is my Livejournal. What I write in it is some of my most honest thoughts and feelings. If you don't like them, you have the freedom, unlike so many other poor unfortunate souls, to simply x out this screen and choose to do something else. But I ask, whatever that other thing you choose to fill your time, let it be great, let it be life-altering, let it be important, and please please please, do it with as much passion and love as you can muster.
Until next time, Tah tah.
It is hard to make up for the huge gap between this and my last entry, so let us look at this journal as the result of two authors. The one before the life-altering summer (closely followed by a mental and social reconstruction-inducing new school year), and the one sitting in front of this screen now. This new author, while still in close connection with it's former writing partner, is of a newer mind, body, and soul...a little wiser in the mind, a little heavier in the body, and a little wounded but a whole lot more open in the soul. That last one is the most important. My soul is still here and always will be, but it has grown, grown into it's own new skin. These newest entries will be an introduction to this new soul...and the new person it is a part of.
Nice to meet you. My name is Cassandra. Most people call me Cassie. Someone very close to me named Amanda calls me Cas Cas. Whatever name you choose for me, I just want to let you know, this is my Livejournal. What I write in it is some of my most honest thoughts and feelings. If you don't like them, you have the freedom, unlike so many other poor unfortunate souls, to simply x out this screen and choose to do something else. But I ask, whatever that other thing you choose to fill your time, let it be great, let it be life-altering, let it be important, and please please please, do it with as much passion and love as you can muster.
Until next time, Tah tah.