I'm running away.Well, technically at my age it's called "moving out", but nonetheless!Let me try to explain in few words as possible:I'm the middle child of a strict Polish Catholic family here in the US of A. Basically for 20 (almost 21) years of my life, I've been treated like a naive child by my parents, brainwashed into thinking that their lifestyle is the normal one. They try to make me feel...

I was walking through a jungle. It was like a rainforest, with tall trees, large leaves, and vines...but the temperature felt that of a regular day in the Midwest. And there was another thing missing from this landscape: Life. I saw no bugs flying about, sound of birds chirping or flapping their wings, and no sign of a carnivorous animal waiting to pounce and eat me.I felt safe.At least I did...

I suck at writing journals, mostly because I have no idea what to write. I could mention my story updates, but what fun is that for the reader? Life should be full of surprises, like giving birth. Who wants to know the sex of the child before it's born? Or like opening presents before Christmas.So what should I write about? Well, I can go on about my website and how I sell products on it. But the...