Reflection from July 24, 2008 @ 27 Yrs
RE: BELIEF IN LOVE DESPITE ALL EVIDENCE TO THE CONTRARY
I’ve been trying really hard not to write everyday so that what I actually do write is more interesting and has more meaning. It’s hard. I like writing about how I feel because then it at least creates the possibility of someone else caring. Maybe not today or tomorrow or next year, but maybe somewhere along the line I’ll meet somebody who’ll care so much and want to know so much about me that they just might sit down and read the whole damn lot of it. My head wants to tell me it’s just not possible, but this tiny little voice of honesty says otherwise.