You've made it through the storm this far.

I have a list of songs that I love.
Words that speak directly to my soul.
They always know what I am going through.
Regardless of the moment.
A list of music that I keep hidden from everyone.
It's a list of all of my best-kept secrets.
Songs that I would be angry if my friends knew.
Such a "disillusioned generation".
Does that make me selfish, or just set apart from the crowd?

Who do you want to be? Pick one.

So, I've now started even another blog to fulfill my journaling appetite.
Actually, I've come to understand that as much as I really want to, I am incapable of writing down my thoughts.
I am a product of the computer age.
It seem I can only type my thoughts out.
And I have a hard enough time with that as it is.
Making me write it all by hand...dear God, no.
What has this world come to?