Finding a topic for this blog turned out to be a much greater challenge than I anticipated. I have thoughts racing through my mind all day, each one eager to break free. I often find myself overwhelmed by feelings that have no place to go. Yet, as I delve deeper into these emotions and reflections, I come to a realization—there is no clear theme to bind them. The most fitting theme for them is simply random.
So this blog will be dedicated to everything. Love, life, work, kids, dreams, and so much more.
The words we struggle to find a place for are often the very ones that hold the deepest importance and have the greatest need to express.
How do you explain a person who can’t truly explain themselves?
I have countless thoughts, racing through my mind, and I never quite know what to do with them. Sometimes, even the people who are closest to you fail to understand the depth of your feelings. They don’t see the hurt behind your eyes, the pain that lurks beneath. Or maybe, out of fear, you can’t let them see it. I don’t hide from the loved ones around me, but there are moments when I hesitate, because I don’t want to burden them further with the maze that is my mind. I care too much to let who I am cast a shadow over them in any negative way.
As a hopeless romantic, a lover of simple things, and an old soul and spirit, I feel compelled to truly honor my thoughts and let them flow freely. I must give my mind the space to release the relentless voices, so the words will not linger indefinitely in the abyss that is my mind.
All I ask is that, at some point, I truly make a difference for someone. I hold onto the hope that my life isn’t a waste, for that is the only way a lonely Romeo can bear to see it.
There is truly no better place for this Junkyard Romeo to flourish than in the shadowy corners of the blogging world, quietly tucked away amongst countless others. If someone stumbles upon this blog, it’s because they desperately need it; a rare, meaningful connection and not something forcefully thrust into their lives.