Ah...my blog

There is a solace in my blog that comes from it being there for me. I don't have to look for it. I don't have to go buy another comp book. I don't have to start a comp book with a certain topic and then leave it after a few pages because I've changed and no longer want to write about that topic. My blog is just here, and I can post pictures in it. I can tell it I've been crazy stupid over someone for a little over a year now and there is the slight possibility that person might actually see this blog. Doubt it...but you never know. Part of my weird exhibitionist side. I'm so tired right now. Was up late last night because of the fire. I have so many issues. So, so many. But, their mine. All mine. And, I have hope they will serve me well as I continue this crazy journey. It is so freakin' hot this summer. Global warming has me a little nervous (understatement). Makes me feel like I need to start running through the people on my bucket list. ; ) Alrighty, I'm really not in the mood to write right now, I just wanted to say "hi" to my old friend, my blog. Later I want to dissect that crazy night I had the Friday before last, and talk about all the feelings I've had in the last two weeks. But, not now. Good night.