Journal. (Chapter 1)

I write to find my feelings. To relive them. To forget them. To accept them. To embrace them.

We are all patterns of contradiction, but isn't this what makes it fun? I don't want to figure it all out, I don't want to over think, I just want to have the best moments I can have and if that means changing directions and not making sense, why not? I want a life filled with opportunity and excitement, grounded by lessons that make me grow.

I love to give. To my family, to my friends.