I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

I want to write down how I feel right now because I cannot remember having ever felt this way before. Soon, I will say everything that has been burning a hole in my mind to the person who holds the torch. All at once I am axious, nervous, excited, hopeful, scared and filled with drama. I have waited so long to release this burden of my heart, to catch this destiny that was slipping through my fingers. I’ll have so many questions more if this one I plan to ask is answered positively, but I don’t care. I don’t care because I just want to know. I’ve got to know. Fate’s a funny thing sometimes. I’ll wait & see how it turns out.

I couldn’t help myself. I had to look ahead to see if I went through with it, and to also see if I could figure out who it was I’m talking about. I did go through with it. The person was Lacy. You’ll see the results in entry number 486. That is all.