It'll Get Better, or something

Petal encourages me to do pretty much anything I want, so I'm trying to write because more often than not, I find myself wanting to do just that, all day every day, but it never comes easy. It's easy now- and I guess this is why people do stream of consciousness and write in journals. Online writing is different though. This journal is meant for an audience, however small it is, and I'm writing to present.

What it is I'm presenting is... another question. Is it myself? Is it something else? I'll find out as I go, probably. I've always believed that sometimes you just have to take over your own trajectory and in this small way, I think I'm trying to.

Anyway-- I'm Coyote. That's about the cringiest name I've ever given myself (and trust me, I've gone through a few), but it's my favorite thus far. I'm over 21 and I've been writing since I was a kid. I was homeless recently and struggling for a long time before that, so I stopped, but I want to pick it up again. I've always wanted to have my own website but by the time I grew that interest, the old Geocities was a thing of the past. Now I'm on here and it feels like a breath of fresh air. I've got my own place to talk about my life and my loves and nobody can tell me what to do. I don't mind if I have no audience- it's just out here now and something about that is so enticing