I said the next time I wrote in here it would be tales of days gone by. I should be careful what I say I will do. Though it is a tale of days gone by that compels me to write now, it is more than just the past, it is of the present and the future I write.

I cannot stay my mind from thoughts I wish were free for me to have. And it is not that I am confused about what it is I want to say, it is that I am unable to say without consideration of the results of it all.

Maybe the next time I try I will find the courage to let my mind speak through the words I put here.