An idea will float by.
Quick!
I grab it. I harvest it. Nurture it. believe it. dream it. live it. feel it.
and for a slight period of time I feel I've discovered my life's purpose. The one thing I was meant to do- molded for from birth and fitted so someday I could fall perfectly in that special place built just for me.
But this slight period of time is brief.
And brief is fleeting.
And this brief flees.
And I'm left, once again, to the imperative question: What now?
What now Miss ChloƩ?
What shall I do.
What shall I want.
Who would have thought figuring out what I want could be so very very hard. Isn't a thing like that supposed to be innate?
Anyway.
The purpose of this blog is that exactly. It's about my life as an eighteen year old student at a community college. It's about my experiences in dealing with a long term relationship with my boyfriend of over a year who decided to join the Marines. It's about dealing with my overly protective mother, my drone of a father, my three parrots, two boxers, and one chihuahua, my four siblings, and myself.
This blog is about myself.
Myself and trying to figure out what I want. In all things. In all honesty.
I'm going to be honest with myself.
Sometimes that is the hardest thing to do.
Well.
Here we go.
I'm curious to see how this helps me.
We'll see.
I'll see.
Until next time,
CRDaniels

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