The skeletons have faded, for now, but every once and a while the people around me melt and become a glimpse of what is to eventually be.

I seem to be beating this slowly, or maybe it has nothing to do with a fight, but with the ebe and flow of my mind.

Work is a double edged sword. In one hand it gives me great perspective, and provides me the ability to live appropriately.
On the other hand, i hate it, and i don't really think i'm doing a good job.
Guess it's time to look elsewhere.

My big brother is gone for a few months, and even though i miss him, i know this is probably one of the best things for him. So instead of feeling sorry for myself for not having my big brother close to me, i am glad he is doing what is needed.

Family outlook is good, and i'm glad i have had the opportunity to grow with them. I find myself calling home at least once a week, which i never thought i was capable of.

The girlfriend is probably too good for me, and i wonder if i deserve her. We have a trip to Mexico planned for th end of this month, and hopefully it breaths a new life into our relationship.

My mind wonders, it's hard to focus, i complain a lot but know how lucky i am.

The river of life keeps flowing, and i obey it's changes in direction and speed. I do not try to fight the current as others do, and as hard as they do, but instead i am trying desperetly to enjoy the scenery as it passes.