I only recently began writing. This summer I decided that one day I would have a published book. I'm not sure why that goal popped into my head, but I am sticking with it. I have always been a writer in a way, I just never really realized it. To me writing allows me to take the mess of thoughts in my head and organize them in a beautiful and thoughtful way. That is very therapeutic for me and when I am writing I feel like I have the power to sort through and solve the mess that is my life. My ultimate writing goal is simple: be a published writer. No big awards or likewise needed, just the satisfaction of the completion of such a project.

All I want for Christmas is...well I really don't know. That's a funny thing isn't it, no longer knowing what you want. Having very few dreams or aspirations left. When asked what I want for Christmas I say clothes, but I don't really want clothes I just have nothing else to say. It's not that I already have everything. There is a bunch of stuff I used to want and don't have or stuff I should want, but I just don't desire any of that anymore. Which would be fine if I still had at least one thing that I desired. But right now I just wade through life, feeling pointless and empty and everything seems pointless and empty and why would I want something that is pointless and empty. Anyway that's enough talk for now, merry Christmas I guess.