Back to myself

You ever feel like you lose sight of yourself of what you really want in the midst of living life? Like you become so preoccupied with updating your status on Facebook, or  analyzing the thirty second conversation you had with the person you're interested in, or even how much of a an unnecessary game high school seems to be at times, that you forget what makes you who are, or the dreams you once had?

I haven't written in almost two months, and that should be a sin. I haven't played guitar in longer, and that feels even worse.

I miss doing things that make me remember what makes me who I am. I miss keeping a journal, and writing impromptu songs when a melody would pop into my head. 

And maybe I'm feeling this because I'm about to leave home for college soon. Maybe it's because I recently completely changed my career to politician after months of searching and self discovery. I don't really know.

All I know is, there are so many things that I need to do. 

I need to start writing again. I need to get off Facebook. I need to take out my guitar and learn some more Green Day and Nirvana songs. I need to listen to more Janis Joplin and watch more PBS news.

It feels good to write again. It's as if I've found something that I lost in my life.