I suppose blogging has fallen out of fashion. I realize that I have not done it for most of three years. Honestly, I just logged into this account to see if it was still here. I mean, truly, what else does one do at 4 am? I highly doubt if I have anyone who still checks on me here, because they have Facebook to see me. So... here I go, typing my random thoughts to the world, and wondering if anyone really notices or cares.
I care. I have to say stuff, and it doesn't much matter if anyone else reads or not. I am still here. Still buried by the clutter, still weighed down by the body struggles, still dealing with daily moral questions. Still fighting, still persevering, still sarcastic, still breathing.
Still typing.
