I had only meant to write one last entry. A sort of homage to blogging and how adamently I updated. But the rush of writing something just for me, not caring if anyone read what I had to say or about what was going on in my life, has sprung up and infused me with a need...A hunger. Almost three years have passed since I wrote anything decent, and looking back on who I was, I feel somewhat like a big sister to my former self. Remembering how innocent I felt, makes me sad somewhat. I was always trying to hold off growing up. A Peter Pan Syndrome, if you will. I never wanted to have obligations or care about anyone else because that meant being let down. But time has passed, and the floodgates have opened to a whole new reality of life I never wanted to be a part of.
I've gone from being a girl to a woman in this time. I'm still new to this world and the horizon of experiences I know I will have within the next few months. I'm afraid, and that excites me. If only you knew what has happened to me the last year...
It gives me a sense of power being the only one who knows. A slight smile parts my lips just thinking about it. I'm sure I will describe everything fully, in time. For now I'm just relishing how much I love finally having something to keep secret.
Posted at 01:27 am by
sleepy
