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Melancholy


I try to be positive and joyous in my blogs, but I must admit that....

... I am sad and feel rather lonely.

Let me make this clear:

I am blessed with gifts that I cannot even fully describe, but I wish that there were someone on the planet with whom I was romantically affiliated that got me and was a witness to who I am and who I'll be (that is a lyric to a song that I am currently writing called "In Tune").

I have had a slew of "romantic" endeavors that have not even added up to a date. It is sad, but true. I know that I deserve much because I give much. But, I am saddened and just want to say it out loud.

Tears have been shed. Off to play a board game....

Life is mysterious, zany, and unpredictable.

Floss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dustin

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