The Someday Blog

My life is unwritten, my future is what I make it
My past may be imperfect but it lead me here so I'll take it
What if I could no longer paint the picture of me, what if I couldn't fake it?
If my clothes of conscience were stripped, and I stood before you naked...

(editor's note: after looking back over this blog it kind of reads a little more negatively than I truly intended. It is not meant to be negative, suggest that I'm unhappy or put you into a clinical depression by reading it. My original intent was just to briefly discuss the important things in my mind that I've been hesitant to write as most of my blogs have been more humorous and light-hearted. It is also a matter of motivating myself by putting what I want to achieve out there. Do not contact any medical professionals on my behalf.)

Maybe someday I will write a blog that will tell you about me the best that my limited talent allows.

Maybe someday I will write a blog that tells you how much my failures at love have hurt me, and the pain I struggle with more frequently then I ever want to let on. Maybe someday I'll open up completely to the women I couldn't make it work with and we'll come to an understanding, free of judgement and criticism. Maybe someday I'll find peace in that aspect of my life.

Maybe someday I will write a blog that lets my parents know how much they truly mean to me and how blessed I've been. Maybe someday I'll tell them that my failures were not theirs, that they gave me all the gifts and opportunities anyone could ask for. Maybe someday they'll know how amazing they are.

Maybe someday I will write a blog that tells my brother how I think he's a better me if only a bit shorter. Maybe someday I'll explain to him how I could have followed his example in a lot of ways and made things easier for myself.

Maybe someday I'll be able to show my friends how much I appreciate them and how I couldn't be surrounded with a better group of people to learn from, share experiences and count on when I need them. Maybe someday I'll be able to repay them.

Maybe someday I'll have the answers to my faith. Or maybe someday I'll truly grasp that it's faith and just appreciate that some things cannot be answered. Maybe someday I'll be satisfied that I'm living a worthwhile life in the eyes of God.

Maybe someday I'll settle into a career that brings me satisfaction. Maybe someday I'll feel that I'm utilizing the gifts I've been given and that I'm truly making a difference.

Maybe someday I will be completely without fear in regards to submitting what I write to the public. Maybe someday I really won't care at all what anyone thinks about it and be content that it's mine.

Maybe someday I will truly dedicate myself to being healthy and fit. Maybe someday I'll be proud of myself when I look in a mirror.

Maybe someday I'll get organized. Maybe someday I'll keep my day-to-day life in order like an adult.

Maybe someday I'll develop this blog into something with a direction, with focus and with a purpose. Maybe someday this blog will be something you share and talk about from time to time. Maybe someday this blog will make a difference.

Maybe I'll make this all happen.

Better yet, no maybes.

Someday.