Va1iantly Kai

January 18, 2020 - Entry 5 I was haunted by his shadow. It clung to me much like wet clothes clung to my skin. Hard to remove and unshakeable. Perhaps, not as haunting as a dead person, but haunting that it'd make its way into my thoughts, uninvited and intrusive. Unwanted, nonsensical things filled my mind. And I hated every moment of it. I couldn't begin to describe my frustration. After all, everything had been going so right  for me. But just as I'm taking a step forward, something, someone  pulls me back. Only I can piece myself out of this mess. But I have no answers. Just burning questions easily dismissed aside. It's not so simple to simply reach out and get through to someone. Words are carelessly thrown down, pushed aside, left longing and wanting, but simply untouched. What a waste of breath. What a waste of energy. I fall back into myself again. With no one to catch me, even as with shaky, unsteady fingers trembling, I can't even think to s...

December 19, 2019 - Entry 4 Hello sweethearts, it's Kai. I'm back to detail the rest of the crazy stuff with Zadian. Perhaps I'm falling into confirmation bias again, but I just need a legitimate reason to not have anything to do with her. I hope that doesn't make me a terrible person. I'm writing on the basis that I've already written the second entry about Zadian. This might be the last time I talk about her on here. I still have yet to return the book, but I'm really put off with seeing her face again. First off, I mentioned that I was getting creepy vibes off of her, but brushed it off as me being delusional. To some degree, she's a little strange. I'll say this, the second time we met, she asked me how seriously I would take this apprenticeship. "Very seriously." I replied, hoping I sounded convincing enough for her. She looked...almost pleased. She did say though that she wanted me to treat this like it was my fir...

November 22, 2019 - Entry 3 Hello, sweethearts, it's Kai again. I know what you're thinking. Kai,  you promised to write back on the following Tuesday!  Yeah, well, I'm writing now. Be glad I didn't wait for another 6 months. You would have been dying to hear the details and by then, I would have most likely forgotten. But I haven't yet! That's the important part. I met up with Zadian the subsequent day, I believe it was on Monday. This Monday on November 18th? Quite possibly. We met up at the Panera Bread near Millennium Park. As a side note, this entry does say that I wrote this on the 22nd, which quite frankly, I did, but I only finished it just now. I'll leave the date as it is so you bonnie sweethearts don't think I completely forgot about you all. To go back to what I writing earlier, I grabbed a drink and some food before sitting down. We started off with some small talk. During my time there, she asked me a ton of questions....

 November 17, 2019 - Entry 2 Wow, the entire summer has passed me by and I still haven't written a word. Wild.  Hello sweethearts, it's Kai again. And no, I'm not dead. I've been going on my own adventures here and there. From jumping out of moving vehicles to crying about losing my keys among my own sanity, this year has been eventful...and yet, sounder than last year. This entry is no different. Instead of my own interests though, I'll be detailing my adventures that I might possible or still presently embark on. It's a little crazy here and there. Reckless? 1000%. And my impulsivity knows no bounds. But it's alright, the craziest and reckless decisions make for better stories. So here you are, another crazy story introducing what might be a possible new adventure...or the start of a terrible decision. So my friend, Landon and I were shopping at the mall two weeks ago. You know, I hate shopping and all, but winter is creeping in on Chicago...

May 6th, 2019 - Entry 1 I'm certain I'll bore someone with this, but it's absolutely necessary for me to start this off. Hi sweethearts, my name is Kai Blackwood. I'm nineteen years old, still a fledgling in this stage called adulthood, yet too old to be called a teen either. Well, I think I'm past that, actually. I mean, eighteen's the legal age in the United States. So to rephrase my earlier statement, I'm technically an adult, but I possess the same curiosity and mischievousness as a child. It sounds eerie, I know, but rest assure that I won't pull a vacant doll-like persona or a concrete mindset here. I will, however, have the same abundant excitement one would have when they were just little bundles of energy. There will be days where I think being a package of energy is too much, so if I start sulking or pulling dry humor out of nowhere, bounce off my ideas and pull jokes too. We got to make this entertaining for the two of us after all. Or ...