human beings are big ol weirdies. most especially me. always finding myself in catch 22s. can't write because i'm emotionally blocked up. when i need a release and i'm brimming with ideas, i'm afraid of what will come out. or maybe i'm afraid of being completely redundant. frustrated at the fact that i'm still learning my abc's of love. and what? when i thought i was understanding algebraic equations and well versed? HAH! i have much to learn.
in the meantime, i have been swallowed whole by the beast that is Pinterest. feel free to find me!! i will say, i'm slightly concerned about my involvement as i'm tapping my inner martha stewart/homemaker. but i kind of like it.