Jar of Hearts

2011. Would you believe me had I told you this is who you'd be? Your thoughts. Your actions. Pride. Shame. The entirety of this moment. You gave completely. You tried to pave a broken road. You tried to take a road less traveled. You ended up here. Blogging at 11:04PM. Mind in a state of tranquil recreation yet you know your body is melting to its need of rest. Countless hours of working. Supporting with an invisible hand. Being rejected. One frog. One beast. No princes. All the same. Pieces to the puzzle of your heart unchanged. Evolving. But the same. New attempted editions with questioned motives. The question of being a product of my experiences or a product of my own good will. The journey to discovering how to accomplish the latter. The grander scale of how blood outweighs water. All a blunder of things that only outline what 2010 was. There are things that do not waiver. You learn your own architecture as you grow more familiar with yourself. Which beams support your structure and frame and which ideas create windows of light and opportunity. You learn your secret hideaways and your most comfortable memories. And as time goes, you turn your house into a home.