I know what you’re thinking, and NO, this isn’t a post about that.
On my drive to work last night, I thought about a few things that I’ve been meaning to post about for a while now. I get these ideas stuck in my head, and I have this urge to get them out but just never blogged enough to get around to it. My posts usually ended up being pissed off rants about something horrible that’s happened, or a depressed recounting of my horrible day.
But I was thinking about how incredible it is that I can remember the exact moment I lost my total innocence, and how the world around me became a darker place.
My dad and I were sitting in the living room of our house in Smithers, B.C. I was probably about 9 years old, and we were watching TV and talking…
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