I know, I know. Before you say anything or read this post at all, know that I already know it's been forever since I've written anything on here. I guess you could say I've had a bit of writer's block...

I'm happy to say that I will probably begin writing much more often. Hopefully about things which will interest people, but if not, at least my thoughts have been published somewhere. On ward to today's mumbo jumbo then.

Tug of War. Yes, that game you played at every school carnival or what have you as a child. But I mean an emotional version. I've been at this game for quite some time now, and I'd really like to get off the ride, thanks.

Why doesn't the person I'm supposed to love have some sort of sign, which reads, "KADENCE! It's me! I'm the one for whom you've been waiting your life!" I'm tired of dealing with all this guess work. I guess you could call me lazy, but damnit, I feel a lot like I'm the one doing all the work.

Someone told me the other day, he couldn't understand how or why someone can get so hurt by failed relationships, when "at the end of the day, there are still more people out there. Thousands more fish in the sea."

I felt a bit confused. Ok, more like a lot. Personally, I wake up everyday, ready to find more things about which I am passionate, more people about whom I am curious, places in world that I would give anything to explore. As far as I'm concerned, this person cannot possibly live wholly when he is so indifferent to the amazing world in which he lives and doesn't even give it a second glance. It's as though, in my own opinion, he has missed the meaning of life itself. Never knowing what it's like to love someone so much that it hurts. Never having experienced the undying fire that flows when you are learning about something that you love.