Attempts

Every year, I sit down like most of us do and try to come up with a solid New Year's resolution or even multiple ones. As always, about a month into the new year I've given up on whatever I was so gung-ho about just thirty-one days prior. This year is going to be different. I'm not making resolutions. I'm taking the number one revelation I've found out about myself over this past year and putting it into full effect over the next 365 days.  This revelation will include things I should continue to do and some things that I should definitely stop doing. Some of it touches on what I talked about in my first post but this one is going deeper. This revelation is less about my outer image and more about who I am as a person.  With all of this being said, I still feel like I should have a "resolution" to tell people when they ask because, for some reason, people always ask. It's going to sound cliche and it's going to seem cheap. However, it tr...

This time I decided to try something different. I used my new notebook (Rocketbook Everlast - Google It!) I got from my sister-in-law for Christmas to scan in pictures of the post I've written. It seems a little more personal for you to be able to see my handwriting even though it's horrible. Hopefully it works out and you all like it. 

This is something I wrote back in August of 2016. I made some revisions to it just a few nights ago. Only one other person knew this existed...until now. So here goes nothing... Honestly, I’ve tried to put my thoughts down on paper so many times  and, for some reason, it hasn’t landed me anywhere. I always tell myself  I’m going to start a blog or, at least, get it all down on paper because I  know that getting all these racing thoughts out my head will do me  some good. However, every time, I always get side tracked. By what?  Monotonous posts on social media. A mundane movie. A conversation  that’s less than exhilarating with someone who probably has nothing of  importance to say to me to begin with. Basically, the thoughts of others  seems to be what keeps me from expressing my own. That seems to be a  problem with most of society though, right? We’re always worrying  about saying the wrong thing, wearing the wrong dress, having the...