It's strange you know... for years I was full of words (thoughts, ramblings, complaints, stories) But as of late I've had nothing. Just a blank page over and over and over. I've been busy yes, but even in the moments of quiet, I have nothing. My life has been full, but still when I try to blog, the things that I want to write about aren't for here. So I save them all to myself, and my page goes untouched for days and days. So know that I'm still here.... life still goes on all around me, I just don't know how to express it right now.