It's only been in the last month or so that I've focused on Serendipity again. Did I miss it? Honestly, no. I haven't even felt guilty about it.
It's not that I don't want to write, it's just that I don't know what to write. My mind goes blank and I feel empty. I'm learning so much about myself, and I'm even figuring out how to build furniture and drive a car. To some that may be nothing. But to me, that's an achievement. I'm not going to sit here and say things are great, but I'm also not going to sit here and say things have been awful. They've been average.
