True Entry

For the fist time I'm actually WRITING an entry in the truest sense of the word. After 5 weeks of crying, hyperventilating, and crumbling under stress, I finally have a laptop... that comes a touchpad and pen -meaning that I can write this in my very own hand-writing and then transfer it into regular text. Although in today's world, typing comes as easily as written script, there is still a unique flow to writing with a pen in your hand.


Anyways, my life seems to come back to normal (whatever that is) every 5 minutes or so, before it hurls me off into a whole new direction. I feel tired and drained, yet I'm also fascinated at the same time by my abundant energy and mental/physical resources that keep me going. It's like watching yourself drop from a very high rollercoaster, but you can't close your eyes because you want to see what lies ahead in store for you. There is just one thing you want the most, the one thing you can't have... TIME.

I need more TIME, I want more TIME.... I could get everything sorted out and right and perfect if I just had more TIME.

Damn it all.