Reflection from April 19th, 2013 @ Age 31
RE: CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT.
Upon us all, a little rain must fall.
Did you ever hear such other words ring so true?
I haven’t been writing, I mean, I have been a bit. I think I’m still in the processing phase of whatever it is that I go through as it relates to my writing and general personal character development. But when I’m in this state, I always fear the writing won’t come back. And it scares me.
There’s nothing I love more to do in this life than write. To observe, learn, hurt, cry, feel joy, be naïve from hope, get hurt again, get angry, hurt, cry and embark once again upon relief of the freedom of my soul. I am there now. I am experiencing relief at long last from the cruelty whose hand upon which I have so long as of late been strung. I feel free. I feel light. I feel like singing and dancing. I’m dreaming again. It’s beautiful.
I don’t know how it happens, or if I make it happen, or if in part I do and part I’m just lucky or what, but what a life. What a fucking life. I’m one of the lucky ones. Call it what you want, but I am. I love this life. Just God bless those poor souls that have to go through it with me. But then again, what would they be without my love too?