My first blog...August Rush

I remember writing 'Dear Diary' and expressing my feelings and relaying my day's events in a black diary... I used to secretly think that it was like 'Archie's little black book'...

Well, this day of August I've started a lil something about me again... Lets call this the 'August Rush'...

I always wondered, what was it about blogging that made someone want to pen down thoughts of how they felt ... they needed friends I thought to myself and maybe they are just too wasted...lol... well I am wasted at the moment for sure, but not without friends... my tarot reader told me; there's something suppressing my feelings, thoughts, i care, make them love me and something distances me from them... I always thought that it was since I was changing places for work, studying etc etc... now that I look back, I realize that I have taken bits of them, memories I carry with me, their value contributions to my life... I am what I am today cos of those wonderful people... They know who they are, n still love me despite my fanatical views, for getting after them jokingly, for sitting together holding their hands n crying, for talking to them when they wanted me to and for shutting up n be yelled at (which is let me tell you quite rare)....I now know Its not suppression but me evolving from what they knew of me to something more, i don't distance but maybe the grounds of commonality have lessened by the day.. but that does not mean that i love them any lesser, it merely means; 'I want more out of my life,will you be here for me differently....'

I feel so free n spirited at this moment, full of hope and ambitions for my future... anxiety holds a supreme emotion now...anxiety; to what holds true for me and hope; that all that my dreams (good ones) would be a reality when I wake up..