(It’s been awhile since I posted. Sometimes my life happens at a rate that is difficult for me to document in real time and I’m ok with that. Thank God I have a good memory.) Speaking of which…
I found this old MySpace blog today. It’s dated right around the same time as it is today, but ten years ago. I had to go back to New Jersey because my Mom was sick, or there was a issue with her and I needed to be there.
I don’t know exactly what I was thinking, but it reads like I was ok with the idea of having to go back to NJ for someone else even though I didn’t like it there when I was younger because it reminded me of what a shitty person I was. That’s pretty much the bottom line.
I’ve changed a lot since then though, in fact I’ve changed so much just within the last 90 minutes.
Now, I know who I am, I love who I am, and and I’m proud of where I came from, which is one of the many reasons I’m moving back there this summer.
I’m from Jersey, and I fucking love that about me. #NJALLDAY
Anyway, here it is:
Complaining Is An Art Form 