D E AR           SHE E E [  P ,  

AND HELLO A AG AGIN , WORLD. 

I   HAVE  B E E N     THIN K I N G A BOUT     S T AR TING A   NE W   BL O G  FOR AWHILE.  

YOU (SHEEP) , YOU ,  ST I L L   H AVE N T   FOUND  MY  IN-FAMOUS  ORIGINAL  O NE .  . .  SO ,   I DOU B T   YOU W I L L DI SCOVER THIS O N E .   

ALTHOUGH , . . .

THIS  BLOG  ISNT REALLY ALL ABOUT WRITING TO YOU ,  

IT PARTIALLY IS, . 

BUT., , , ,I THIKN I NEED A MEANS  TO  MOTIVATE  MYSELF  TO KEEP A LOG OF M Y    L IF E  -        I HAVE TOO MANY     THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS  .... IT KEEPS ME BUSY   ALL DAY  (MOSTLY ALL NIGHT ), A LOT OF PRIVATE THINGS TOO , AND I CANT KEEP TRACK OF ANYTHING THESE DAYS.  ( I HAVE LIKE, 5 NOTEBOOKS AT A TIME!)

& I KIND OF WANT TO LOG THEM HERE, SO IT CAN EXIST FOREVER IN A WAY.

AFTER THE FIRES IN ALTADENA LAST YEAR,   I REALLY UNDERSTAND THAT SURE, THINGS CAN BE REPLACED. KIND OF . BUT NOT AT ALL. MOST OF THE IMPORTANT THINGS IN MY LIFE   CANNOT  BE REPLACED.    THE MATERIAL THINGS . BUT THEY ARE ALSO MATERIAL MEMORIES.       AND 

I REALIZED THAT , OUR SENSES OUR SO I MPORTANT  .   WHEN MY MUM  SAW THE VINTAGE SESAME STREET BLANKET I'D FOUND ON EBAY FROM THE 90'S, SHE INSTNATLY RE-ACTED.     THAT KOIND OF THING  KILLS ME. 

ANYWAY , THIS IS THE INTRO ENTRY. 

LETS SEE IF I CAN MAKE THIS LAST.

E