I don't really know why I write journals. There isn't really much to journal about.
I'm not in school. I don't have any adventures or exciting things to inform anyone about.
I do have lots of thoughts all cooped up in my head. Even then, none of it is very appealing. At least, I wouldn't think it to be.
Although I am determined to make something of my life. Something very exciting and .. enticing. That's a fabulous word. I wish to be enticing!
First I would need real enthusiasm about life.
Be inspired by life itself.
Desire everything more
My life seems to go in the pattern of "one step forward, two steps back". That is how it app