The change you desire begins with you.

Eight years ago, I found something very special to me and used it to improve myself, to inspire others, to keep me going.

Somewhere along those eight years, I seemed to have lost it.

As I slowly close these chapters of my life in these upcoming months, I aim to find what I lost.  Because despite how long that special something has been missing in my life, I can’t move on without it.

Can’t believe it’s almost been a year.

Part of me wants to go, while another part is afraid of going.  Afraid it’s going to hurt being on the other side this time.

The me a year ago would’ve never expected all the twists, turns, blessings, and pain that were to come.

And so the first week ends.

Eight years, and it’s finally coming to a close.

One last time, then I close this chapter in my life.

On another note, had a chat with a friend I haven’t seen in a while.  Seems like I’m not the only one who felt that way.

Back to the Beginning

That phrase keeps popping up over and over in my head recently.

This needs to stop.

I make mistakes.  I need to stop killing myself over them.

And so it’s official.

So much has gone through my mind since then.  Still trying to straighten everything out.  

Changing customs can signify that a culture is alive
and well. Traditions that don’t evolve gradually become acts
without meaning; they are like fossils from a dead civilization,
relics of a past that only remind us of where we were, not where
we are going.
David Masumoto