I don't want no scrubs.

Oh, how I have been neglecting this blog. You see, the problem is I have a new obsession. Here is the confession:

I've started a new blog.

The thing is, it is such an amazing outlet for all of the whimsical pictures and images and ideas that run through my head at nine-hundred miles an hour all day. I love finding myself in the creativity and artistry of it all.

However, it cannot replace what I do here on (be)loved. I have an unquenched desire to write. It liberates my soul to type out the frustrations and joys of life. It is an escape from the neediness I sometimes feel. I do not long so much for people to listen as I do just to get my thoughts out. I do not mean that in a rude way, I love getting to know people and listening to their stories and I am absolutely smitten when I am able to have good conversations with friends, but my little brain just works so hard and goes so fast that it is impossible for me to talk enough to slow that thing down.

That being said, I still need this blank space. I love the way the white page turns into a canvas of words strung together into a beautiful work of art. So even though I'm cheating on this blog just a smidge, my quirky mind has enough going on to share with both.

This is a place for dream words, remember?