All these random thoughts pass through my mind as I drive home from work, and I'm like, "Oh I should write these down." But do I? Nope. I even made this blog for myself to make it easier and still nothing. I feel myself becoming a procrastinator in even this, something recreational for my own well-being. I want to write about what happened in Montana and then later in Canada, but I've mentally moved past all that, so I just don't write. And then I just feel like I can't write about what's on my mind now because I still have the stuff from before to put down.... If this blog's to be my therapy, I can't keep feeling like it has to be well-organized because my mind's just not like that. So I'm starting it again...haha.