I've spent so very much of my time trying to communicate the labyrinth of thoughts and ideas that are held prisoner to the synapses and neurons in my brain. The words, however, never flow as freely or eloquently from my mouth as they do from my pen or my fingertips. The less and less I write the more and more pressure they build. They can remain trapped no longer. The emptiness and disparity I feel from taking refuge in my own mind rather than the world around me must desist. My commitment to myself to get better and to beat these demons I struggle with has reached a standstill, and unless I do something to push forward, all my work and all my time thus far will have been for nothing. So this is my commitment unto you, oh readers of the internet. If there is anyone out there reading this, then I make the promise to you that I will post every day and I will let the words slowly escape from me so that I can become so absolutely free of them that my very form will be able to float away with the sheer blitheness I feel. Today is Day One, readers; one of many more to come.