This particular entry is kind of going to be all over the place. I love that I don’t know what I’m writing. I love that I am just writing to get words down. Today I was thinking about how awesome I am. And not in that, I’m so awesome and my head is huge because I’m so awesome, kind of way. I love who I am. I love that I know how to make people laugh, or that I know how to cheer someone up, or just be there for someone. I love that I make myself laugh. I am completely silly at times and I wonder how I make it through the day. I can’t believe who God made me. I don’t understand it at all. I really do love who I am. I have been this way for a while now and I don’t know how to be any other way. It’s exciting when you get to the point that you love who you are.
You know what else I like? I like tv and movies. I like Chinese food. I like the day that I was born. I like Thanksgiving. I love fall. I like to watch the leaves fall of the trees, but love to watch them change colors even more. I love the way it feels to be completely in love with an idea.
Sometimes I get the random urge to punch people in the face. Is there something wrong with me because of that? I get frustrated and there are moments when I wish that I could just pack up everything I own and move half way around the world. Then there are moments when I know for sure that life has me here in this moment for a reason.
I wish that this post had been better. That my thoughts had been somewhat more coherent. Unfortunately, my brain is mush today. Maybe tomorrow will be better. I will try to make tomorrow better. I’m missing things right now. I don’t know what is wrong with this head of mine. I love that these are the last few words that I have to write.
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