The Vicarious Ones (2/365)

Friends. Everyone needs one. I do not believe that man can be an island. If so then there would be no purpose to any of this. So I have friends that I have not met face to face, and I have friends for all I know I may never see again. These people (and you know who you are as you are reading this) have effected me greatly. They are my soundboards and my sanity. Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for making an already beautiful day, even better. I used to believe that people should not be needed, that they should only be wanted. However I need you, my friends like the air I breathe. Your stories fascinate me. Your ideas make me think. Your lives drive me to always want to do better with mine. You make me feel alive. GUSH GUSH GUSH. At the end of the day there are no words. Just thank you. I will stop being emo now.

This is the day (1/365)

Where to start. I can speak eloquently in my own right, but here I am now on the spot and I am without a word from the wise. Why now am I blogging? I think my life is about to change dramatically.

I have always been some what of an introverted person. I could tell you how I felt, as long as I didn't have to give you a backstory. I would fight until I was blue in the face that I was a strong person but felt it was none of your business why I am who I am. So unrightfully just. In the last year or so I have lost that ability. Having a child has broken down so many of my barriers. I have found myself and my true strength, but I have also lost the things that I have ever truly admired about myself. With that I have let go of a lot of the things that drive me and inspire me.

I am on a quest to regain these aspects of my life. This process is going to be a long road I believe, but vital if I am going to be the role model my daughter needs. I will use this blog in conjunction with the 365 project, because well, I am no longer afraid of being vain. The idea of my own vanity no longer presents a guard for me. Especially when looking back at what it was to be humble to me is completely ludicrous.

So here we are. I am ready to be open and ready to explore my own mind with the things that effect me everyday. I am ready. Ready to take on the rest of my life. Ready to be the free spirit that I have always truly been. Ready to be this person with out the pretence of what I am so supposed to be. Ready to be me. Ready to learn. Ready to grow.