I Am Not My Blog

It's time.

The world keeps turning, everything continues to exist without my needing to write about them as REMwastrel, the feral recorder of dreams. I feel I need to conserve my writing chops for when I'll be needing them the most - for my first collection, the book, the graduate thesis.

This has been my best year yet - there have been bad parts, and good parts, but at the end of it all, I've finally learned how to be happy.

Do your best, but don't expect anything. Believe that you are loved, and you will be. Don't be afraid of getting hurt, but don't also lacerate yourself unnecessarily. Balance all things. Trust in God. Have faith.

I thank God for everything He's given me, for my wonderful friends, for the lessons I've learned, for my family, for helping me overcome my own negativism and egotism, for helping me become a better person.

But yes, I am not my blog.

There's real life that needs to be lived.