Time

So maybe I'm an addict now. I can't seem to stop. Adrenaline flows through my veins, my brain buzzes, my heart beats faster. This blog is consuming me. And I love her for it. She's my bff, my voice, my heart. Someday it will reach you. If you're reading this, it already has. If not, there's time. Nothing happens overnight. Although some things do. But what's time anyway? It's relative. A night spent in tears is longer than a year on cloud nine. Time's just what you make it to be.

Hey

Despite being a 21st century girl, despite living in the city (well, not really living, but working, anyway), despite being a writer, despite religiously keeping a diary... despite all those despites, I've never started my own blog.
But it's never to late. Ever.