Ch-ch-ch-ch-changeees

Life is changing. Life never stops changing come to think of it. But there are times in your life when it seems like there is no normal. You are not able to get used to things because its unlikely that whatever it is that you are about to get used to will stay unchanged for longer than a few weeks, maybe a month. I have graduated. I have been to Ireland and home again. I have had my romance, and now its gone. I have said goodbye to my house home, I have brushed my teeth in the target bathroom and stayed at friends homes. I am ready to move to Kentucky. Its going to be a change. But change is really one thing I can always count on. My moods change like the weather on a mountain. Happy one day, angry the next, sad and weepy, laughing and dancing. There is no normal. I am sick of that. I would like to be a all around pleasant person all the time. I would rather be the girl who is always crying than the girl who is always changing. And I would much rather be the girl who is always smiling than the girl who is always crying. I would like to hold my thoughts and then blow them far far away. I would like to not let people down. I don’t want to hurt my friends. Maybe I need a fresh start. Maybe I need to move to Kentucky and see what kind of person I become when no one expects anything from me. No one is expecting me to get the joke, or to fight the comment, or dislike the song, or enjoy the movie, or to want to drink the tea. No one knows who I really am, no one knows what I have done or failed to do. All people know is that my name is Grace and I am from Minnesota. That sounds like a good way to live for a little while. And then who knows maybe if I only show the good sides of myself for a while they will become the only sides of myself. Or maybe I will just move to Kentucky and make a mess of everything all over again. Who can say? I have no idea who Grace is these days, but I know I would like to know. 

So bloggers this is a new faze of blogging. Grace spills it all. With poor spelling and bad grammar and no outline of thought. Just. There you go. 

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