I haven’t blogged in a few days. I have so much to say, but I don’t exactly know how to say any of it? I don’t want to complain, but I don’t want to brag. Which are about the only things I have to talk about, resulting from the past few days - but I still don’t know how to put anything, anyways, so this is where I’m at.

I hate having writer’s block, I love writing, but I guess I’ll try to say some things.

I haven’t slept in days. I’d say Monday night, two nights ago, was the last time I actually got more than three hours of sleep. Tuesday night, I got about two and a half, last night…well, I got nothing. I let things sink into my head so badly, that I don’t sleep and barely eat, because I revolve myself around that thing until I am content with it.

This thing puts me in the best mood…and worst mood…of my entire life. How does something effect you that much? To think of the intensity in those feelings is unbelievable. I’ll never understand.

I’m in a hard place, right now. I have nine days to get everything figured out with this thing, or it will be hell until I can make my way to Norfolk…if this thing even still wants me to be there. I really hope so. I’m ready to fight for anything and everything to do with it. I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.