Life is Funny
I have finally brought myself to sit at my keyboard again and attempt to put words to the thoughts that have been occupying my mind. It is not as easy as it would seem to place one's soul on a platform for public viewing and possible scrutiny. I have never had much issue with being an open person, besides often if I do not tell you straight up, my face would probably tell you before I would be able to conceal what I am feeling. I try to stay as true and authentic with everyone I cross path with, and generally feel quite rooted in the joyful perspective I try to live by. However, this openness and friendliness are very often misinterpreted to seem as if I have no inner demons I am dealing with, or that the moment I am a little "off" that I am suddenly bombarded with all too many questions about me having an off day or feeling bad. Sometimes (or rather all time) there are what feels to be a million thoughts circulating my mind, good and bad, decisions to be made, deadlines