Last night a friend told me that he tries to keep up with me, but that my blog is "depressing."
I know that some posts are depressive - downright down in the dumps - but I like to think of this blog as being a sum of its parts, overall a story of prevailing over slings and arrows. It just so happens that there have been more slings and arrows than anything else as of late.
I'd like to think that there is some chance of hope in life, that avoiding regret means working toward something rather than constantly running away from something. But taken one post at a time, yes, I suppose my challenges, my philosophies, my disappointments, my heartbreaks are, indeed, depressing.
But such is life. You can't always get what you want. But what you want isn't always what you need.
And this blog is my attempt at figuring out the difference. I'm sorry if that brings you down. Welcome to my world. Try living in my brain.
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