Year

A year ago yesterday, my friends had just convinced me to make a blog. So, being bored around 11pm, I decided to go through the process of putting one together, and saying whatever I thought, and whatever I thought should be put up on a blog. And thus, I have been doing this for the past year. Whether I'm absolutely convinced I've discovered the key to the universe, or if I'm heartbroken for some ridiculous reason, I blogged about it. Sometimes I made sense, sometimes I didn't. And most of the time I didn't so I thank you for your patience. But wait! Why am I talking in the past tense? Who ever said this was over? No, this little online digital blip of existance that I call my own, has become a wonderful part of my life. It's my favorite way to express myself or to share some of my writing. So, this is not the end. It's just a reflection on the past year.

So Mountain Spirit/Flower, why are you writing this now if your anniversary was yesterday? Well, I had been looking forward for this day for months, and then, I forgot to write a special post. Why? How? I was an overwhelmed teenager, who thought she had a bigger issue going on than she probably actually had. Of course! 'Cause it's me after all. Happy Birthday Songs of a Petrified Flower.