It's been a heck of a week.
But it's almost over. And he's finally home. he's back for a whole month and i honestly couldn't be happier. I have never been so mad for a boy in my life and i'm so happy that i get to be the one he marries.
I'm sitting in our house watching The Help with him. He's very drugged up an incoherent at the moment, but I'm just happy to be with him. I've never missed someone so much in my life as i did this week.
But anyway, I've decided i want to start writing again. Like, really writing. I want to write a book. A real book about real things. but i have no idea where to start. i've had writers block for a good half a year and i don't know what to do or where to begin.
My thoughts seem to be really out there today. I'm just kinda writing whatever pops into my head today. i'm on medicine and i'm stressed and i can't seem to put my thoughts together worth anything today.
thank you for reading my rants (:
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