One of those.

"Like arrows in the hands of a mighty man, so are our youth."

I don't know where I stand.

And I don't know why I'm standing there.

confused

free

determined to be

ok.

afraid

alone

alright

let's go.

let's get this

show on

the road.

So I go now,

and I grow now.

Right?

Ideally,

I deal.

and I heal.

I don't want to think about us.

Or that beach.

Or that night.

Or that time.

Or the way that you

Or the song that we

Or that trip to

Or that smile.

Or those hands.

Or your heart.

ican't.

And so it begins.

Ashley wanted me to start a blog.

And I kind of wanted me to start a blog.

So here we are.

A blog.

Although I feel it is presumptuous of me to assume people care about what I think.

But this isn't for you, people.

It's for me.

Kthanks.