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i have a lot on my mind. but it's so full of thoughts that they all kind of cancel each other out so when i try to explain what i'm thinking, my mind becomes blank. as i sit here in my dark room staring at this vibrant screen of light that is probably ruining my eyes and killing my ability to shut off my mind and sleep, all i can think about is sleep. and dreaming i guess. do you ever wish you could control your dreams? sometimes i try to. and do you think dream interpretation is for real? and do you think people that are in your dreams are there for a reason? or is it just that our mind was subconsciously thinking about them? because i have dreams about people i've never met, and people i've barely met.

and still i'm thinking. thinking about this week. thinking about mountains.

oh what are men compared to rocks and mountains?

nothing it would seem. but things are never as they seem.

it has been a while since i've blabbed on here. i didn't feel as if i had anything worth saying. but this week is a fork and maybe if i try and de-tangle the web inside my mind on here, i will get the smallest amount of sense.

so i've been trying to figure out my life, which i have said before, yada yada yada...no one cares, ariel. but literally this week i have opportunities of seeing two completely opposite directions that my life could go. how cray banans is that? i'm not going to say what they are so all my followers (aka all like 1 of you with probably 100% being my family) STOP ASKING. because i don't know what i'm doing 4 SHORE. just test-driving. also, you already know.

but maybe this week i can move a mountain. or probably more like a hill, maybe just an ant hill. just so. even so. movement is movement and making a decision is the first step is it not? so this week, while on a test run for two different life paths, if i am so brave to have an inkling of which decision to do, i will begin to move my own mountain, cutting a new path of my own future. and if it turns out that it was the wrong one to try and move.... well hopefully it was a nice view while it lasted. and if not that either, then i'll have something to smile at while reading my journal 50 years from now.

ahh, the smell of adventure.