I'm confused. I don't know what to write about. I could always write something about love, but that's not me. I want an adventure, an epic to unfold on the canvas to which I apply my craft, writing as you know. At this point it doesn't even matter what I write about, as long as it's something. I need to keep my mind off things. Just the thought of the days past makes me anxious. I try to conceal the uneasiness I feel thinking about how I could've interacted with someone. For better or worse I'm different. Just looking for a way to get past the harmful side. That must mean there's more to come.
