Spaz

Sometimes, I think that I'm so funny. I look back on the words I've written, with years of distance between myself and the person who wrote them, and I laugh. Everything is big with me. Everything is so serious. Sometimes, it's important to just stop, and appreciate the way that things are. I forgot that with Hannah, and the truth is I don't know how much damage that I actually did. I hope that in time we can come back to that, but for now I realize how important it is to just be.

I have these grand plans for her. I honestly have no idea what the future has in store, but I can't picture a future without her in it. No matter what lies ahead I will do everything I can to ensure that I never lose her again. That's a bold statement, but I stand behind it.

I make these confessions here in this public arena, though I reassure myself that she'll never stumble upon this. I find it helpful to get these thoughts out of my head.

I'm not at all certain, though I tremendously suspect that I didn't have any purpose or goal in writing here. I just wanted to say something. Three years is a long time...

The post I wrote in April that year... silly little duckling. She doesn't even know that she's my muse.


Which is great, because I'm never going to use this thing anyway.