After years it seems...
This journal is better.I think the dust has passed. identifiers gone... No one can find me here. I finally realized that I write this journal only for me, at least nowadays. Online friends wax and wane with time. Life changes. The thing this is going for is figuring out where I came from, which might tell me why I am where I am now.
So much has happened. So much time has passed. I am not in a very good place now, but it is different than before. Events brought me here. I am not helpless. I don't need to wait for destiny. It's a matter of plodding on now and hoping things will clear.
So much has happened. So much time has passed. I am not in a very good place now, but it is different than before. Events brought me here. I am not helpless. I don't need to wait for destiny. It's a matter of plodding on now and hoping things will clear.