This blog has undergone some pretty drastic renovations...
not that I regret that it has turned into a storage spot for some of my poetry, but I miss the purpose it once served as a spot for reminiscing of what the Lord had been doing in me.
not that poetry isn't a reflection of the what is ordered and what is awry in the spirit.

haikus are poems
I love, for they are simple
and misunderstood

frick, there I go again!

I guess I wouldn't really know where to begin if I were to revert back to my old blogging ways of this being more of a place for open journalling, inspiration and encouragement. Again, perhaps it still is all of the above, yet just within a situation shrouded in the ambiguity of things.
I think one of the main reasons why I blogged in the other style is because i knew that i was a part of a type of online blogging community that included my closest friends, such as Jess L, Shannon, Jill, Jeff, Christine, Katie... to name a few.
not that I blogged for you. But I guess I sort of did. My inspiration for a blog often arose out of a word, phrase, idea, or entire post of one of yours.
it's wierd how life changes (*note: I'n not sure how to spell "wierd/weird." I should get on that.)
not weird in a bad way.
just different, I guess.
not different in a bad way.
but sometimes bad, i guess.

sometimes i feel like i've come so far, only to turn around and realize i've been standing in the same spot all along.