Adolescence is supposed to be about finding your identity and your role in the world. We're supposed to decide on careers, plan for our futures, and utilize our education to prepare ourselves for the road ahead. At least that's what everyone tells us.
But how can I do that when there's so little I've seen and experienced? I keep thinking that I know myself pretty well. But I'm not so sure I do.
As time goes on, there's events or experiences that'll happen that sometimes change my opinion of things. And sometimes I'll change my mind back to the original idea, sometimes I won't.
But if I keep changing my mind and my principles, how do I ever actually find out who I am?
I feel like I keep losing myself as life gets more complex and serious. In this crazy world, I'd love for something to be realible, but apparently it won't be me that is.
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About....the World...my World?
This blog follows some of the more random aspects of my life. Not always the most important, or the most interesting, but what sticks with me at the end of the day.
The Blogger
So I suppose that my identity isn't that much of a secret, but for the sake of avoiding pedophiles for a while longer...just call me Luna.
Me? I am an artsy-fartsy overanlytical bookworm who has a penchant for adjectives and traveling, and a fetish for shoes.
(P.S. I also have a tendency to write bad poetry and rant sometimes. Just go with it.)
The Layout
It was Andrea. All Andrea. She's awesome.
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