How is it that I'm 22 years old and still searching for myself? I imagine it's this endless process of slight evolution, but with me, it always tends to lean on drastic. Who is this girl...who fits in everywhere but belongs nowhere? My house doesn't feel like home, my skin doesn't quite fit...I'm comfortable with not being static. I love myself, whoever I am. I've travelled so many potential paths...seen so many of my futures go up in a blaze...squinted at myself in the mirror suddenly painfully aware that I'm no longer seventeen. I'm looking at who I've been throughout 2006 and I'm not sure who this blend of me is. But she's about to undergo a change. This month of good travel has reminded me of who I intend to be. In love with art, creativity, independence, Salvation, and family. People always make New Years Resolutions, well, tomorrow's the 1st of May. I'm making New Month Resolutions. To throw myself headfirst into my photography, writing, drawing, painting, designing, crafting, and creating. To train hardcore for my bike ride to Chicago. To forget what other people want me to act like, look like, dress like and do it all for my tastes, my sense of fashion, my self-expression. And to do it all because there's only one me for all time and this star is due for shooting.