I haven't been any where near a writing mood. Everything seems so coerced or contrived. I'm trying my best to break out of this funk.
I guess going through so many transitions at once can ultimately be draining. I try to find my peace in little things along the day. But sometimes they don't seem enough.
change is good...right?
i have not been honest
and have hidden my dreams from you
forgive my sacrilege
accept my atonement
i now know...