Not sure what I want to say, however, I felt the need to write. So here I am sitting at the computer wanting to write, craving the urge to type. Type anything, but type what? Yes, that is my struggle. Never knowing what to type, what to talk about. I want to write something that means something, anything to some one.
Isn't that what we all want, we all need? Something that touches someone, even make them thinking, if only for a moment. However, I feel like my writing doesn't change anything for anyone, actually I don't even think my word gets out. But I'm trying.
I mean I don't want to be a writer by all means, because well, lets face it. I'm a shitty writer, I have no direction, and I suck a grammar.
Anyways, I will update you with my life. I am currently in Florida. The birth place of you dear Journal. It is nice, I am glad to be here, although I can't help but to miss home, miss my friends and my family. Yes, some our with me but I do miss home. We are here for five more days. We have already been here 8 days and we have filled them perfectly. But at night and this weekend I have notice I miss my routine. The gym, my friend, my life.
Have you ever met someone and had a strange connection with them, a connection that was clearly at the wrong time. I feel like this happens to me all to much. I hate it. Riight now though, I am not in the position to talk about this so I will get into this in another post.
Good night dear journal,
thank you for listening.