I'm sorry... to anyone I've disappointed lately. I'm not sure what's going on with me, except the doctor said my body is exhausted. Don't think I'm depressed, since I've had a lot of ideas and Muse!Espa finally came back to snuggle me. I am exhausted, and it reminds me of this song that says "This world will never be what I expected," which is so true. And when you're fighting the current, how can you make your little piece of the world what you want to shape it into? And what happens when you stop trying? If you give up, then all you're doing is surviving, and then what's the point?
I'm so glad my muse is back, though. I know he'll watch out for me and lend me any strength he has, and I had one of the best ideas ever today, so when my new site goes out soon, I'll attempt to implement it. <3 to my friends, the very, very few I have left after cutting most everyone out of my life.




