Summer Came like cinnamon..so sweet

I heard this song the other day called Put Your Records On. and this beautiful line sang in my ear "summer came like cinnamon so sweet, little girls double dutch on the concrete" It was so creative to me. I wish that I could write with that kind of eloquence and imagery. So I figure the only way to get better is to at least try. So that is what this blog is about. I am trying to not isolate myself so much. I am learning how much my father in heaven loves me and that I don't have to be ashamed of who i am. So even if this is not the most eloquent or the most creative blog, it's me.
Eleanor Roosevelt once said "You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, 'I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.' You must do the thing you think you cannot do."

I'm trying to do the thing I think that I can't do.

(Cool Song)
Girl put your records on
tell me your favorite song
you go ahead let your hair down
sapphire and faded jeans
i hope you get your dreams
just go ahead let your hair down
Your going to find yourself somewhere, somehow