When I first started this journal, the only real rule I set for myself was that I was going to be as honest as I possibly could, and I think i am succeeding.
Mostly, it really hasnt been much of a struggle, other than the difficulty of finding the best words.
I have talked about good times, bad times, and all the times in between, and most of the time, I have felt no hesitation.
Indeed, most of the time, i have been anxious to share.
But today, I find myself struggling to write this.
I want to just babble on about my writing, or whatever.