A look into the life of Warren Davis

I haven't written on this in a while. Originally I started this under and alias, to write more, I suppose it was for artistic things and a hope to say whatever I wanted without worry about someone reading it, but a couple things come to mind. First, I realized I really wanted people to be reading it. Second, I really don't greatly care who reads it or what they think; granted, I don't really cross lines like I thought I might. I tend to wonder how my present condition lines up with my future.

Now, I completely and totally realize that I am rambling and likely don't make sense, so let me move on to my point. I have so many people who deeply care and listen to me, but somehow... for some reason, I simply don't feel heard. I don't believe this problem to have any roots in the people listening; it is something else. This past weekend was a bit hard for me. It was an incredible time, and I greatly enjoyed seeing several people that I have not seen for a very long time. I was able to hang out a great deal with people I love deeply. However, all the while, a lot of things were happening under the surface. I won't go into those things now. But it's odd; such a great time riddled with so many questions and concerns. I really wonder what this next year holds for me because it all feels so up in the air at the moment and I cannot seem to find a solid grounding. Things will work out.