I’ve always had this place for a lot of things. Talking to myself, or maybe someone who is out there who knows exactly how I feel. Or just jotting down thoughts that I can revisit, something to remind of who I was, when I’m a bit more older.
But lately, I’ve just flat out struggled – whenever I am in here, I find myself not knowing what to write.
So here I am. Deciding if I should go on. Twitter’s already won. My mind has been converted to thinking in clips and phrases, something I could get away with in here in the past.
I’ve been known to regret rash decisions. So this is one that I may never make.