Decided I'll start writing again as well since I'm unemployed and thus and bound to be free. To be honest I'm feeling a little deflated today, maybe part of it is seeing all my friends get their first class and knowin I could have if I fought for it harder.... Maybe part of it is the knowledge that I'm growing older but lack direction and ambition.... I used to hope that God would help me find my place.... Maybe because I strayed... Or maybe I was never that close to begin with Or maybe, just maybe there isn't a perfect will or a perfect place Maybe there isn't a better or worse Maybe there's just the here and the now, and it sucks but its all we'll ever have