Daily Diary

Dear Diary,

When I was little, my mom used to call me Conrad Lee, the man they couldn’t arrest, and I grew up with some kind of different vibe. Gets me wondering if every parent has a story behind their child’s name. I was watching this movie today and I was wondering if my mom would be proud of my talents. She left before I had the opportunity to discover my gift. Does she read my poems from heaven and smile? Come to think of it, I’ve never written poetry for or about her. And sometimes, I feel guilty for forgetting her. I also miss my aunt. I wrote a poem which was dedicated to her last November — the title, “Genius” is how she always called me. She’s one of the first people who openly made me feel I’m special and different.

Recently, I’ve been feeling like some of my friends who have made it have started avoiding me. It might just be a feeling but I’ve been trying to connect with them to no avail and I feel like the efforts are one sided. And it’s even harder because you’ve built these long lasting friendships and you don’t know how to begin afresh — rather, you don’t want to. You keep holding on the flickers of friendship you think you might fan into a new friendship that rose like a phoenix from the ashes of the previous fading one. A lot of people go through these in their different friendships and relationships but are to scared of moving on. In Asa’s “Moving On”, she asks “what will tomorrow bring?” and that’s what’s on all of our minds when we want to move on. But some things must come to an end. Don’t be scared to move on from the places where you’re no longer wanted.

Dear Diary, keep my thoughts as secret as news can be…