To become thankful.

Is it ever clear where one should start a story that seems to have no true beginning and end? Well, maybe it begins with my birth. But even that event is not a solitary event…moments built on moments that built on love that built me. Here’s a fact: I say too much when you give me a pen. Words flow easily, and I have a hard time cutting a single phrase from this pool, because it seems to be my only form of expression that rings whole and true—a place where I refuse to please anyone’s tastes but my own. Here’s another fact: I’m run on emotions. There are some things that you fuddle around in your mind for years, never knowing how to define them, and then one day someone says something to you that puts all those clouded thoughts into one sentence. Such a thing happened to me last summer, and it explains so much: I’m run on emotions. That phrase is the simplest truth I can give you about myself, and it will hopefully help you understand where I come from, why I think the way I do, and why my stories play out the way they do.

I’ll be really honest now and say that I think I’ve lived a pretty cool life. There have been so many big and incredible moments, and I’ve never seemed to take the time to sit down and explain them all.  I think this would be the perfect place. After all, I’m making an amazing journey in less than one week, and it is about time for me to become thankful for what has gotten me here.