morphing along with myself

As you age, you become more comfortable with yourself and your surroundings. I suppose I have finally settled in with the fact that I am on this planet and I have to stay here until it's over. I have had a problem with being here since I was born.
As the risk of sounding cliche, I've just never felt comfortable here. I've never felt like I belong here. I'm not crazy over it, it's just a part of me.
Accepting it is half the battle I have with myself.
The child and the adult must work together to reap some benefits here.

So now the blog is titled "scarysue" because in fact, I am scary.
boooooooooooooooooooooooo


Or rather I have scary thoughts. Scary=non-formulary.
Whatever.



84 days until Halloween and I have nothing sorted.