Day1: I feel as though this was a long time coming... I need to write and read in life. I have recently started reading..and when i say recent..well the other day I was cleaning out my old apartment and realized the millisecond when i closed the door behind me to go to the new apartment (which is just right up the stairs..stay with me now) that my keys where in there, and my IPHONE. Not only my keys to the old apartment but also the new one. The only thing that i had with me was my 5 quarters to start washing my clothes. This was 7am. Well the only thing to do down in the laundry facilities was to read a book from this community "leave you book for someone else to read" library. So i picked one up..and by 10am when I was freed- the book was completed. And i started my next one the next day. I have now been through 2 books in 3 days and deciding on what to read next... so I will write until then.

I am starting to LIVE AND LET GO. I can only do me and that is all that is asked of me. I am sick of being compared to everyone and every situation. I am not them and they are not me. If i wanted to be someone else i would. I love my life, minus my job (and to be a millionaire would be great), and for people to call themselves my friends and make me feel worst then i can make myself feel is AWFUL. And why do i still call you my friend. When I need my support system, i turn and turn...and do 360s.... Days on ends pass and i wonder if i were not here would anyone care. I don't understand. I know it is not always about me.. but sometimes i want it to be to know that someone cares about me. Now, i am not saying i have no one...for the few people that might read this..

For some reason i am getting emotionally, so i am going to stop for the night.

I BLOG BECAUSE I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS