One Voice…

Time has been consuming. Work has been an overload. The days of bumming have come to an end…and blogging has all but taken a back seat on this ‘bus ride’ I call ~life~. I fear my time of “just trying it out” is slowly drawing to an end, but I remain adamant to pursue this interest to as far as it takes me. I conjecture, is my life so dull and dreary that nothing seems appropriate to put down in black and white. It’s rather contradictory really…so much has happened, yet nothing ever seems substantial. Am I missing a piece form a puzzle…or am I reaching down to the depths of a dry well. Regardless, I know well enough that not everything should be expressed in the galore of glory. They say that there’s a time and place for everything, and that actions and intentions do not always match…however, remain mindful that although I have said nothing, it does not mean I have nothing to say. I remain impotent only because I realize that any potential backlash on my behalf will cause definite detriment and repercussions- not on me, but on someone I deem worthy and care for. Therefore, it’s a matter of choice…it’s an acknowledgment of asserting what’s more important to oneself… and it’s an instance where sacrifice prevailed.