I’m just going to do this off of the top of my head because I think it’s better that way.\u00a0 We edit too much, and we censor ourselves.\u00a0 \u00a0There is something raw to listening to someone ramble; you get to know their true thoughts off of the top of their head.<\/p>\n
I’m always afraid that the thoughts off of the top of my head aren’t good enough.\u00a0 I don’t know enough weird facts.\u00a0 I know a lot about sharks, though.\u00a0 I’m scared of the ocean, and I’m scared of sharks especially.\u00a0 That doesn’t mean that I’m not going to get into a shark cage if I ever get the chance, though.\u00a0 I live for the thrill.<\/p>\n
Someone once told me that I had lived too much in too short of a time.\u00a0 I was bored because I was an adrenaline junkie.\u00a0 I don’t know whether or not that’s true; I just do whatever makes me happy.\u00a0 I follow my heart no matter what.<\/p>\n
I often get really bored with life.\u00a0 I need constant change, and I thrive on it.<\/p>\n
I don’t like to share things about myself.\u00a0 The things that you know are not in my comfort zone of things to tell people.\u00a0 I suppose that’s why, sometimes, I overindulge.\u00a0 I like to be out of my comfort zone.\u00a0 Being comfortable makes me uncomfortable in a way–not in the heart pounding way that I want, but rather in a way that makes me want to tear my hair out.<\/p>\n
I suppose that’s why I wait to do blogs until the last moment.\u00a0 I don’t follow directions that well because in a way, that makes me vulnerable in a way that I do not ever want to be again.\u00a0 I used to follow every direction every uttered to me.<\/p>\n
I don’t know where I’m going with this.\u00a0 I don’t know where I’m going in life.\u00a0 The truth is that I’m lost, and I’m just rambling because it’s 8:21 PM on Wednesday night.<\/p>\n
I’m lost in life right now.\u00a0 The thing that scares me the most is that I don’t know what my passion is anymore.\u00a0 Writing has lost a lot of its zeal now that I’m forced to do it.\u00a0 I’m terrified that one day, the appeal will slip from me or bubble and boil into something as dreadful as work.\u00a0 I used to play a lot of instruments, but that just doesn’t bring me the same feeling it used to.\u00a0 Besides, I always feel like I’m missing out on life if I’m not doing something adventurous.<\/p>\n
I just want passion, and I’ve followed my heart so recklessly for so long that I think I’ve done a lot of what I wanted to do.\u00a0 It really upsets me sometimes.\u00a0 Sometimes I’m afraid that people love me for my quirks and for the things that I do instead of the things I say.\u00a0 It’s weird, I know.<\/p>\n
I’m weird in a lot of ways.\u00a0 Anyways, that is all.\u00a0 Have a nice day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I’m just going to do this off of the top of my head because I think it’s better that way.\u00a0 We edit too much, and we censor ourselves.\u00a0 \u00a0There is something raw to listening to someone ramble; you get to know their true thoughts off of the top of their head. I’m always afraid that … Continue reading “Ramble”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":28,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1256"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/28"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1256"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1256\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1257,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1256\/revisions\/1257"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1256"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1256"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1256"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}