Ha. I fooled you. Trailmix had nothing to do with my last post. I didn't say the word trail, or the word mix in the whole post. I didn't even elude to the mixture f all things good minus raisins.
Unless, it could be a metaphor. My life being the trail. Mix being the "What if" factor of the post. You have no idea which one it is. It's completely up to you to determine the meaning of my writings. I'll never spell it out for you, nor will anybody else.
But! It is me, we're talking about here. My last journal write could have easily been titled "wondering..." or "Queen evil," but it wasn't. Not because neither of those crossed my mind, it was titled "Trailmix" for an incredibly simple reason. I was just eating trailmix.
