That man on my shoulder

For some odd reason i keep wanting to write in this blog. Not sure why. For some reason it seems comforting right now to be able to write. Usually i do 3 entries a week. I think this is my third in less than 24 hours. Sometimes i like to look out the window when im writing these entries, makes me feel a little better. Something about seeing the day, the sunlight hitting the trees and plants that makes me feel better. Well right now its technically dark outside. But if i had cat eyes and could see in the dark...im pretty sure it would be just as beautiful. Yeahh....it would. I think what would really be great, and would replace this blog would be my conscious sitting on my shoulder. That would be the greatest relievement ever. It would be like talking to yourself, except with no exceptions, no biases, and just the cold hidden truth. No more ehh...or maybes...your conscious would tell you what you are trully feeling. Your subconscious thoughts and your secrets you deny yourself would come up and be told for you to bare. No more hiding from yourself. Just the truth. Wouldn't that be great? Hearing what we truthfully feel deep down inside us for the first times in our lives.