For as long as I can remember, I've written things down. I've had a bundle of journals since I could scratch out "NB <3 ..." some kid in one of my classes. I'd cover then in tons of stickers that I got out of some vending machine, and go as far to have a lock on it- to keep my mother out of course. Right after high school I moved out. Packed up most of my belongings, half I left at mama dukes. Between all eight moves since then and now, at the ripe old age of 21, I can only account for a few of my journals. Most of the information is tightly packed away and stored in my head, only thought of when I randomly reminisce about events stirred up by smells, tastes, personality quirks, the list could go on forever. I've decided I have too many thoughts, memories, and dreams crammed in my head to keep them quiet any longer. So, over time, I hope to write down who I am, was, & will be, you'll get to know me as me. take it or leave it. This is my life, April 21 2008- foward, backward, and present in time.
-NMB