a poets confessional

Today I did something I haven't done in, well, I can't remember the last time. Anywho, today, I woke up singing. I can't remember what I was singing, I believe it was medley of chaotic noise, but the point is, I was singing. This means that things are looking up and that I could very possibly be feeling better. I love Sunday's. It's the beginning of the week, a spiritual day (at least for some) and to me a sign of newness, and there's nothing I love more than newness. So I've made a conscious effort to stay in the good ole newness kind of mood and not let anyone steal my joy from me. It's weird in a way. I've lost a lot of people recently, and found some new ones, but it's been like a spiritual enema (okay that sounds gross) but seriously. I'm purging people like one would purge unwanted food, or like the ocean purges unwanted marine life and trash that washes upon the shore. Sometimes, I'm learning, loss is good, and so I will contin...

What's up and welcome to my blog. I've attempted this in the past however I've been unsuccessful, probably due in part to my moody as demeanor and my inability to share and be public. I've chosen to try this again today, for a couple of reasons: it's Friday August 13, and while others believe this day to be filled with doom and jinx, I find it promising and filled with newness Eat, Pray, Love comes out in theaters today, and since this book inadvertently changed my life, and I've just finished reading the book for a third time (sorry I needed a refresher) I figured I'd go for it lastly, because I'm surrounded in this world of mine by people who think they know me, and claim to love me, and yet I feel so fucking alone, so ..... here I shall share if for no other reason - for therapy I'm not sure what this blog will be / look like, however I will give it my all, and stay true to me and my beliefs, so if you're cool with that, nice, hold on an...