Dre-e-e-e-eam

Dreams can be tough.

Especially when you don't tell anyone what they are.

Once Upon A Time

I was born on a dreary day in May. Okay, not really. A beautiful Wednesday evening, actually. During the Olympics. In California. A little over eight years later we moved to Phoenix.

Decisions, decisions...

I have probably said this before, but I really better about life when I write.
Like mild depression before, optimism and joy after.
Craziness how much your purpose can affect you.

Holy [Trusting] Cow

Wow. I must tell you that I am an emotional basket case right now.

I got in a wreck tonight. The guy in front of me stopped. I didn't.

I tried.
Really.

QT

For the past few weeks, I have been realizing that I really enjoy spending time with other people.

This may seem like a strange thing to realize, but I consider myself to be fairly independent. And therefore, a part of me assumes that I shouldn't care whether or not I hang out with people.

But I do.