Air Vent

I stopped doing all this writing a while ago, not realizing that this was my way of getting things out in the air.  It's funny.  The last three years of my life have probably been the most challenging for me so far.  Things that normally came easy to me became difficult and I couldn't put my finger on why.  I lost track of what made me who I was and who I still am.  I still exist inside this shell of my former self.  I'm trying to get back to what I was.  This could be the beginning of that.  This was my vent.  I could get so much off my chest without any regrets.  My twin is getting older now and when I see her I often wonder what she will become.  The drama surrounding her is really childish and I just hope it doesn't affect her negatively.  When she gets older she can go back and see where my head was at during that part of my life.  That time will come and we'll see what happens.  I'm just trying to clear my head more often so I'm not losing tons of sleep every night. It can't be good for my health.  It seems like there may be a renewed interest in what I have to say, not necessarily because what I have to say is so wonderful.  It feels more like people what to see me do something that I have put in the time and effort to make successful.  That doesn't even matter to me.  As long as somebody is reading it, I'll keep writing it.  Maybe somebody needs a laugh that I provide or just a different perspective on something.  Take it for what it is.