it’s my 300th post on blogger.
i by no means have 5000 followers. i think i’m doing good when my dad says he’s reading my blog. i figure that there will be a day when i look back through all of these posts, through tears, or laughter and remember everything that once made me do these things.
i feel like i get so caught up in what is going on around me, that i forget about the beauty around me.
i vow in the next 300 posts to pay more attention to that.