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I am having a hard time thinking of things to blog about.

Why is it so hard to be completely honest sometimes?

Not in a lying sort of way but in a putting yourself out there way.

I consider myself good at communication.

I majored in it.

I write.

I wear my emotions on my sleeve.

I am, in some ways, an open book.

But recently I have been at a loss for words.



I look at the name of my blog and really think that sometime I am getting too cynical.

It's becoming a defensive mechanism of sorts.

My guard=my cynicism

I don't want to be that person.

Seriously I am 24, I shouldn't be that person.

So

I just want to say ...

I miss you.

Plain and simple.

No sarcasm. No cynicism. No guard.

Interpret however you want.

And because I am a totally random person and I also feel like I shouldn't end this on a weird emotionally note, here is what my dumbass did today.

I went to help my sister at her job today and while using the gaint paper cutter, I cut into my cardigan!

:(

So now I have a nice slit up the front of my sweather!

I

am

so

smart!

Happy Wednesday!