About a month ago, I left this place. Signed out of my account. Took the path less traveled. Blah de blah de blah. I left to seek my destiny, to find my heart.
Well, I'm back, aren't I? So that must mean only one thing:
I found it.
Yep; that's right. I've found what I've been looking for. I believe at birth, somewhere in everyone's heart, is the truest happiness and peace, and although it may be locked away at times, all one needs to do is find the key.
I found the key.
And then I lost it.
I left because I wasn't happy. I left to find true joy elsewhere. I glimpsed my heart, and then it was gone. Poof. It left, taking my dreams, my desire, my hope, my faith, my passion, and my destiny with it.
They say home is where the heart is, so I'm truly homeless now. A hobo. Oh yeah, did I mention that I'm ugly?
My life is a dump right now. Everything's so dark, it's blinding. Yeah, I guess I did walk the path that is, for me, less traveled. I've fallen into the pit I'd vowed I'd never fall victim to. The pit that is depression.
I have nothing left. No hope. No dreams. No passion. No light at the end of the tunnel. My life is at it's darkest point today, and seems to lead closer and closer to the fires of hell with each labored breath.
The only hope I have left is in Jesus, my savor, yet at least I know He'll be there to greet me in Heaven.
I'm terribly sorry, Wittians, I shouldn't be ranting to you like this. A month ago I left. Today I return. That's all I wanted to say.