Oh, the first of many.
How do the first of most things start? Introductions, I suppose. But intros can be boring, and currently I do not feel like writing about myself. I'll guess that I'll just get right down to it.
Been going through a lot of changes lately. Not the usual things like moving, or starting a new school, or breaking up with a boy or anything like that. Changes in who I am, really. I used to be the girl that was at every party and would outdrink the boys, and the girl that wouldn't let things eat away at her, the girl that had it all together. But lately I've been finding that those things that once made who I was are getting turned on their head, and I'm left wondering who I am, and what I am really all about. I had myself all figured out until last month when it all seemed less intreguing.
I'm changing, and I'm not sure why or who into, but I'm changing nevertheless. And you know what? I'm going to enbrace it, because there is no reason to fight it.
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The way my brain works seems queer. I walk about this earth in a manner as everyone else. In such a hurry to get from place A, to B, finish task X and talk to person Y. But sometimes I think about what I'm doing and how I'm living in a way that is artistic. The words swirl into perfect formation, and reflects my heart to a T.