tha blog

I am me this is what you see. So much meaning to me. I love to Dream, yet they seem so strange to me. So many places and things i have seen. Always makes me seem to dream. Sometimes i miss those things and places. I catch myself dreaming. almost as if it was real again. I take off an go. To this place not many has been before. Pulled in many directions, with no contact. i try to touch the floor, yet my reach is just not enough. I search in many places for my ground. but my ground is here 1st. just not planted down. so i stay unwound. like cut grass fresh on the ground. blowing in the wind like a spring day. i catch on, and live one more day. to make it, to mean it, to see it. all that i am is me. and there is always meaning to me. hold on an always stay strong. for there is always a meaning to thee. the direction an paths have been new directions and beginingi for you to see. to make, to mean, to see