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i have many interesting thoughts[at least to me] that play around in my mind. Yet unless they Remain there, Hidden and to be Forgotten, they grow into Nothing. in my Mind they fill out Somewhat, grow and develop, run in all Directions and Deepen. however, If i should Catch one and start putting It down on paper, all Slips away except for a Shadow or barest Frame of the thing. Growth is stunted and the pen Fails me. what does this Mean i need to work on? i feel i can not Call myself a Writer if i then have no Writing to produce as Proof. none recent or Consistent that is. i Pray that this AP english class helps in this area, gets me writing that way. though, as always, Hope take no part.

Life still Lies in Wait

i suppose i have many Stories i could Write, many new Memories and Faces swirl around in my Mind. and yet i feel i Must first say a few Things.
i am a very Different person than the One that sat in this Place even just a few "Short" months ago. that fact has been thoroughly Confirmed by old Friends. howEver even despite all the Change i still struggle with many of the same things. same Sins. same Pains. and now, On top of those, new Challenges arise. Stresses, trials, Opportunities, and much Confusion. Yet, as i survey this Chaotic and crammed, minefield of Life set before me, i can Remember this. That it Has been set before me. there were no misTakes or misCommunications. whatEver He has put before me He has given me the Strength to accomplish. if the Spirit dwells Within us, then so does the His Immortal strength.
now if only i could convinced my headache and limbs of this.