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Wednesday, March 28, 2012

I'm back

It's been a long while. I wish I could say I've missed blogging but if I did, I wouldn't be 100% honest. I've wanted to a couple of times but all in all, I didn't want to. So I let it sit. I've been helping out with rugby and keeping busy as I do. It's strange, for as quickly as the past few months have gone I feel like I should have more to say, more that I accomplished in that time. Maybe it's just my need to feel like I've done something with myself somehow proving me okay. I feel like for as good with myself as I am, I still have so many issues I have to work out. I still have so far to go. Who knows, maybe the journey will go by quicker than expected. 

Man, when I thought about writing this blog it was so much more full and colorful in my head. Now, I've sat down at the computer to type it up and it's just not there. I can think of things happening in my life, lots of birthdays going on, a friend of mine is getting ready to move into a new apartment and preparing to start his life with his soon to be wife. I am so happy for them. I'm getting ready to take piano lessons. It's not like there aren't things going on in my life. They just seem so trivial to me right now, I guess. I sit here and think "Do I really want to blog about this?"

But then when I think about the 'deeper' side to life, it's all a blur to me. I just don't know. I never seem to know. It's just a pain. I would say that I have a lot of opinions but I don't know how true that is anymore. I understand color and I understand black and white but I don't understand grey. I feel like I'm constantly finding myself in yet another grey area. People ask me how my day is and by default I say good. If nothing extremely bad happened, I count that as a good day. I have my good moments and bad moments throughout EVERY day. What sets one apart from another?

Who's on first, what's on second and I seem to be the "I don't know" on third. (If you're reading this and don't know what I'm referring to... you're missing a great part of history.) I feel like my life is an Abbott and Costello skit of which I'm Costello, and it's not a skit. Well I guess I'm done for now. I'll be sure to post again soon. 

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