I have no idea anymore. . . . .

It's been said that my updates on Twitter and Facebook are too depressing, it's not that I'm depressed it's just little thoughts that creep into my mind and I need to let them out. I would say they're not depressive but simple questions, simple questions about life, love and why? But then again that could just be me wanting to justify my actions. Who knows?

I will say that I'm in a better place today than I was yesterday, and tomorrow will be better than today. -Does that sound depressive?- I think not.

Moving on. . . . .

So, if you follow me on twitter or facebook and see something that could be considered depressive, comment on it, reply to it, retweet it and let questions fuel our/your world. But do hear me say this,"I AM OK!" I use social networking for a place to put my ideas out there, it's like an online journal to me. This is my journey. . . . . and I'm taking it one step at a time.

I invite you to do the same. . . .

Life and love and why
Child, adult, then die
All of your hoping
And all of your searching
For what?
Ask me for what am I living
Or what gives me strength
That I'm willing to die for

Take away from me
This monstrosity
'Cause my futile thinking's
Not gonna solve nothing tonight
Ask me for what am I living
Or what gives me strength
That I'm willing to die for

Could it be this
Could this be bliss
Could it be all that
I ever had missed
Could it be true
Can life be new
And can I be used
Can I be used

Give me a reason
For life and for death
A reason for drowning
While I hold my breath
Something to laugh at
A reason to cry
With everyone hopeless
And hoping for something
To hope for
Yeah, with something to hope for

Could it be true
Can life be new
Could it be all that I am
Is in You
Could it be this
Could it be bliss
Can it be You
Can it be You

-Switchfoot