It has come to my attention that some readers of this journal have become fearful of my disposition on life, seeing me as crying out like a trapped animal. My journal entries, admittedly, have a dark tone, but it should be clear that such is case when I feel the need for expression. When I am over flowing with joy, wonder, amazement, life, passion, and liberty, I am too busy living, enjoying, and revealing in the world around me to make entries at all. So naturally, one would suspect that my balance was obtusely scewed. This is not the case. I am well developed emotionally, exhibiting all ranges of emotion: love, anger, pain, joy, sorrow, humor, and so on. Unfortunately, it is in the darkest hour of despair that my need to express myself drives me into the depths of raw emotion, birthing a shadowy blog entry. I will make every effort, in the future, to make cheerful expressions as well.
