I’ve been unable to feel like writing much these days. Although writing has become considerably easier to do thanks to the programs I have installed on my computer.
I’ve been caught up in other writing projects.
Add to the fact that I am perpetually busy beginning at 5am and ending at 830pm. I’m tired. Sore. This is my life.
A few things make the list of objectives. Time with friends is terse. But I’m fine. I think I thought having jobs where I help people would make my life feel better. It hasn’t. If anything I feel like the burden of responsibility is even greater because I’m depended on. I still love what I do.
I’m off to class. Um… I’m afraid of people reading this blog. But I will support this blog, but I’m only afraid of kind of letting it all out poetry style. And that’s what's fudging me up rite now.
topics on my mind
-love
-loosing friends
-being uttorly incredible (I kno I am)
-one of the songs I sung with the guys.
-hope
-Christianity(inspired by “Sooner or Later (Soren’s Song)” – Switchfoot)
