okay done!

My presents are wrapped and clothes cleaned amd folded. and haven't really thought but one keep jumping front and center asking to be shared. I'm going to take care of it before I go back to my chores. I was thinking how before I didn't give a fip what m family thought about anything. I still don't really, by that I mean that I will choose what I choose even if my family doesn't agree, but I want them to agree. Situation has taught me that they know what is best for me even if I don't. I want them to know who I like. I just don't tell them much of anything because to me it is personal, they will know if anything involves them.

ok, now my little jumping thought was that I really shouldn't censor myself because someone might read it. That is the beauty of Blogs, to be rediculously honest and no respecter of audience. Plus, many of the things I wrote in my journals are now profound to me, which was never intended, and many things were said to me that at the time I thought beautiful, but now I am mature enough to understand. Audience doesn't really matter. The meaning will be taken as is it read regardless of how it was meant originally. Sort of like songs that I wrote for Jim or Brandall, but clearly they aren't for either of them. My spirit whispers things that I don't even write, those things must be protected. Those are the main reason I love music so much. Such will be the case with my journal, there I said it.

Now I can think, and rest.