Folks tend to start a project when they are feeling extraordinary..
I look out into the foggy. gloomy abyss. Touches of grey, black, white, and bold greens spread across the murky atmosphere. Looking down, my feet are consumed by mucky brown water, revealing only my frail legs exposed to the fog blissfully, subtlety passing by me. Beyond myself the water continues, undisrupted by the nonexistent nature that surrounds the area. Just dead tree trunks thickly covered with moss and dew. Nothing but myself and this swampy environment, consuming me slowly...
Welcome to my rabbit hole. Welcome to my extraordinarily depressing start to this page. Long ago...maybe 10 years ago...or more (Iām old, yes) I created a page like this. It helped me discover my trends in behavior, thoughts, and mental well being. After a while I drifted away from it...not sure why. Alas, here we are with a new account and fresh start. Fresh start is a fruity way to put it, but I like the sound of it. It reminds me that I have grown over the past 10 years. The person I was before is not who I am today. And if were being honest, I was a wild child and emotionally unstable individual at the time (whooo isnāt when their a teenager, am I right?!?! ...I think).Ā
My writing is inconsistent and written how it splatters across my mind. Splatter yes, because when I think of something to say, I receive a mental image of words splattering across like headlines on the news scrolling along the bottom...but more artsy and creative.Ā
This page is more for me than anyone else. It makes me feel comfortably-uncomfortable to know that others can read these, but isnāt that the point? You hope at least one person is listening to you? Listening or not, I respect you and your outlook. I encourage feedback, but donāt be too harsh on me :) Iām at my most vulnerable state on here after all.
