Right so, I figured I needed to update this again when it still said I was twenty-one. I am not twenty-one anymore, I am twenty-two and I can honestly say that, for once, I feel the difference. I’m still working at a movie theater and I really enjoy it still. I’m trying to take my writing more seriously and will be attempting to publish what little I have accomplished so far. I’m very happy right now but also still very sad and I’ve given up trying to explain that or figure it out. I still don’t like writing these things. My current muses are: the universe, the moon, and you but you don’t even know you are. Maybe you will soon, though.