Entry Three: Monday, September 27th, 2015

I honestly don’t know what to say. I have so many thoughts in my head. But right now it feels like I’m forcing it onto the paper and so far, I haven’t been getting very far.

I will say I feel this whole diary is pretty boring. I have nothing juicy to put in, which kind of feels weird considering the point of keeping this diary was completely therapeutic.

Part of me imagines one day my entries will be read and then judged like any other piece of literature. I guess that’s the storyteller in me.

 

Until next time,

Bottled Song