The light left in life.

01.24.09

Each time I try to write an entry, I just sit in front of the blue screen and cry. As if Diaryland could translate my tears and update Nelapsi for me.

Life isn't all bad. To be honest, I feel selfish being upset at all. I have a great job, money, going to Hawaii in a week, and friends and family who, with no doubt, love me.

I'm not where I'm supposed to be. I'm not entirely sure where I'm supposed to be. I know it's not here.

"Its not about pastels or men. Its about me."

Nelapsi

yesterdays and tomorrows