"People have an annoying habit of remembering things they shouldn't."

"He closed his eyes and sank into the warm dusk that separates consciousness and sleep, where reality bends and sways to the wind of thought, and where creativity blossoms in it's freedom from boundaries and all things are possible."
 - Christopher Paolini

Psalm 130:5

I used to write.  I used to write a lot.  Every feeling, thought, emotion, and event was all recorded either with a pen and paper or on my blog.  Over the past month, I've sat down so many times to try and journal or post something, but it was hard for me.  I couldn't find the words.  I didn't even know where to start.  It is officially the worst writer's block.  It's not that I now have a boring life, no emotions, or opinions about anything, it's just that where I used to use writing as an outlet, now I compartmentalize and process everything internally.  This doesn't mean that I'm not afraid to speak up, to have an opinion, or to be to be honest anymore.  Those things haven't changed.  I guess that at some point I decided to stop publicizing and recording my life.  Looking back on all my posts and journals, I can hardly believe I'm the same person.  So much has changed.  Five or six years ago I never would have imagined I would be where I am now.