Here We Go....again.

So, three years ago, I composed a blog that chronicled my journey to California. Apparently lots of people read that blog. Many people enjoyed that blog, and if you are one of those people, then thank you.

Periodically over the last few years, I have been asked, "Hey, so, what are you blogging about these days? When I respond with, "Nothing, really." The response is always, "...but you write so well." Well, again, if you said that, thank you. I appreciate the compliment.

Thinking back, I have never cosistantly written in journal form. I mean, when I was younger, and I would get a journal or something, I would be all sorts of convinced that I was going to be the next Anne Frank. Someone would find my journal after days gone by, and publish it. Yep. But, that'd only last for a few days. I never really felt like I had a whole lot to say. Nothing of interest, anyway.

When I was 16, I decided to make a teal colored five star notebook my secret keeper. I still have that notebook. When I look back at it, I just think, My God, there is no denying that I was SUCH a sophomore. To a 16 year old, everything is SUCH a big deal. Looking back, though? Not so much. I survived math class. That cute boy isn't so cute anymore. That party I was grounded from attending? Well, I probably didn't miss much anyway. :)

When I was in college, I kept a blog. Seems like EVERYONE did at the time. Xanga was the place to  be, man. So, I'd chronicle the goings on of my life. I actually kept with it for maybe two years, and then....well, it disapperead into the great unknown of the interwebs.

So, really, aside from my journey to California, I don't feel like anything is earth shattering. My life has been in a bit of a spin cycle, too. Living that has been hard enough. I don't really feel like writing about it would be a good thing. People wouldn't wanna read it, thats for sure. :)

So, that brings us to now. The title of this blog is kind of...well, gloomy. That's pretty much my prospective. I am trying to navigate the storm in my dingy. Storms can't last forever. I will continue to  trudge along. If the disciples made it through theirs, Jesus will bring me through mine...however long that is.

So, bear with me. Some posts may be gloomy. But, they say things are their darkest right before light comes, right?