It's really hard to remember who you are,
when life moves so fast
that you barely have time to breath.
I promise I won't give up on this. Even when it seems like I'm already done, already gone, I promise that I'm still somewhere in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to reappear. This thing that is not a blog has never been about obligation, but always an obsession. An obsession to track my thoughts, my experiences and my deepest fears. An obsession to write down every single piece, no matter how bizarre or pathetic, no matter how trivial or profound. I am here to expose my inner most truth, not for anyone else to see, but to see for myself. I may wane in consistency, and I may borrow when life offers little inspiration, but I will neither feel sorry nor apologetic. I am here because I want to be heard ... to not be so very alone, and above all, to never forget.
