It's Been A While, But All Is Well.

It's been a while since the last time I talked, since the last time I truly talked. It's been a while since I've expressed myself regarding my emotions and life and everything else that revolves around it. I feel content with what I have and the things and people I've found on my journey. School is okay, God is great, and everything else just falls into place. I have a best friend, Jacey, and she's worked wonders with me! Explain to me this, if everything is so well, how come I haven't talked? Not because I have forgotten, but for the reason given: I have slipped. Away in life and time, living it to the fullest, I have slipped. But all is well, I can tame it. Oh, my dear mother. She's catastrophic. With my friends on my side, we blunder through life without thinking of the consequences that come with it. But all is well, for I realize what we do. I see the mistakes and the future coming. For I can foresee and waddle along, as an innocent and unharmed penguin does while wandering through the arctics, and I can be cautious with every move I make. And I am found, through Him, and I'm as happy as can be, but blindfolded, I make mistakes, while being completely aware of the tragic sight I have given to those around me. But all is well, I am forgiven, and I'm improving myself day by day. For I will stop, but I want to keep playing. My time isn't over, I'm not done yet, but I feel that when the time is right for me to go, I'll leave stealthy and quick, agile like a jungle cat, and never again come back. But until that day comes, I keep to myself; to my friends and family and all else that applies too. How many that is? Only a few. But all is well, it will be over soon.