Hello Again

I hardly know what to type because I've spent some time reading through my blog and have seemingly come out on the other side of my musings for the most part.

I got a degree. I'm married. I'm 23. I miss this blog.

I'm also kinda counting on no one reading this. I'm lying on my bed in my tiny apartment that resides in essentially the midtown of Knoxville. It's finally summer. 

Adam and I are working together. We're publishers for a local magazine and it's pretty great. We're our own bosses, nothing too demanding, and it makes a decent living. I can't complain.

I'm no psychologist, writer, or actress. I've become a strange combination of realism and transcendentalism with my career goals. Acting and writing have no security, and even if you happen to "make it" there's no privacy. I did a couple training classes to get a taste of what being a therapist would be like. I was very good, but I could tell I'd become completely and utterly jaded to the world.

In the end, I found that all I truly wanted was to escape the sentence of the 9 to 5 grind and be able to live my life freely. Seriously, don't ask me how I landed that. I have no idea.

As for acting, there are plenty of community theatres around that I'd love to try my hand in. I haven't totally relinquished the desire :)


I feel like overall I've finally landed my feet on earth. I let my head linger in the clouds, but I don't fly away as much. I guess that's what being out of high school will do to you.

I suppose that's all for now. I might get on again later tonight because I have other things I want to write about.


If anyone's here from the old blogsphere, I'd love to catch up.