Make Believe

I’ve always wanted to be a little more creative in my stories, but I’m so fascinated with humanity as is. The way we weave our own stories creates life and creates energy and motion. Change is developed by each choice we make and I just think that the bees knees. I think that’s where a lot of my fear has stemmed over the years. I certainly have specific events that affected me, but they come from the uncontrollable choices of others. I guess I’ve never been able to trust anyone. I don’t fully, truly, and without a doubt trust anyone. Except for Keith, he’s the beacon of light that pushes me to experience outside of keeping myself safe. Or just surviving. Because I want to feel, to taste, to cry.

I know that every day presents an opportunity for everything to change. Every day… that’s crazy. And every single person, or even a drop of rain can affect the outcome of my story. And I don’t have one say. CRAZY. Overwhelming. Beautiful and tragic and I can’t get enough. I’m tired of being on the outside looking in and I deserve to enjoy as much of it as I can. I want to build my own worlds and put my characters down different paths. I want to see where my mind can take me. That’s a whole other thing – the shit our minds come up with. Which is kind of what I meant by “more creative”. People develop technology that lives purely in story form but is completely understood. Sometimes mimicked into reality. CRAZY. These are the things that blow my mind. I want to explore new species, cultures, and creations. We get to just make everything up! It’s never-ending.