Dear Diary,
It's funny...
How I miss you.
How I make bad decisions but they always lead me straight to you. No matter what path I travel bumpy, hallow, rocky you are always there at the end.
Unscathed.
Smirking at me.
Like I'm a warrior.
Conquering my fears, obstacles and tribulations that life brings me.
Here you are with me from the start.
There with me through it all but always there at the end.
Again and again. No matter what I think I need to do. Or where i think I need to be or what I think i have to do.. to be better, to be stronger to be faster to be richer to be smarter to be a better person to be a better mother to be a better daughter to be a better sister to be a better friend to be a better overall person for you.
My enigma.