I am not entirely certain if anyone is even reading any of this but I can say for sure I dont imagine one can truly write in this as a real journal...that could lead to bad bad bad!!! But there are things that I do love to think about that would be wonderful to share...however...I do believe I shall wait until he comes to ask me himself!
I have finished a new novel and the beauty and horror of it has frozen my mind in place. I find myself thinking of it over and over as if the very thoughts themselves could bring to life the reality of that world. There are days even when I hate thinking about how happy I become from someone elses words. Shouldnt your own life give you the hope that you seek? The actions of yourself that makes you long to be there? ::sighs:: Perhaps not....though it sounds depressing...the joy of it is so much more overwhelming.
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