Despite all the crap I talk about the small town I live in, I do like living there because the crime rate is low, it’s quiet, and people generally leave you alone. This is not something you get in the city, there is a comfort in feeling safe. Especially, with everything going on in the world right now. I know that there is nowhere really safe, but even though the small-town minded people who vote red and they think very differently than me, I do feel as safe as one can in the United States.
So, the week has been more eventful than I normally hope for, which is unfortunately not a good thing. Only one of the events was really good. The rest wasn’t. This is probably going to be a very very short blog post, but while all this happened it’s not something I really want to talk a lot about.
So, this blog is late because I haven’t felt well the last few days, and because of that I didn’t really plan by post at all, which I normally try to do. So, I’m doing it now, lol. At least, I feel better. This is probably going to be me rambling mostly, since it a lot randomness up in this blog post, and it’s not really about one subject, because to be honest, I like to ramble about random things.
And this is so sad because we use to be so close and we have known each other for a long time and I don’t feel like I know you anymore. I feel like we have shared so much, and now I am not sure if I can trust talking to you because I don’t know who I am talking too. I know that they say that everyone grows and changes, but you didn’t grow and you most definitely changed but I wouldn’t say for the better.
I am not sure if it’s just because I am unlucky or that I attract creeps but I have more than my fair share of stalkers, online I’ve had a lot, but offline I’ve had two, that is two more than most. So, here is my stories about this.