I am confused

It is true. The wanderluster is thinking she wants more than anything else in this giant world that she has covered just a fraction of that she wants to get married and picket-fence it. No rugrats yet. Just a garden and a dog. Oh, and that spouse that you get to come home to. This is ridiculous.

But that's a whole other chapter. The point is, i am confused. All the time. Constantly wondering which thoughts are mine and which thoughts I've adopted and retained as true over the years. This is a struggle. Such is growing up with Brain Analytics. And the struggle often comes out on these pages. I am revealing this because it bothers me that although I am quite proud of the five years and 121 posts, it bothers me why it is all so dark.

Anonymous said...

You seem to have a indescribable talent to write, and write well...but why such a dark and bitter view...I know its dark sometimes but why always??

3:06 PM

Thanks for shedding the light on the topic secret anonymous.

but that's the goods as far as I'm concerned. Call me dark, call me a psychologist, seeing the rough and tumble of a soul is what makes them real, makes the laughs a little more sincere.

I do laugh. Often.