lack of order or predictability; gradual decline into disorder.
This is the beginning of my story. I call it, The Entropy of a Good Girl. My story is about the circumstances that I encountered throughout my life..
.Encompassed in this story is smaller ones. These circumstances, these stories informed the decisions of my life, the choices that I made and the consequences of those choices. I am not proud of the poor decisions. In fact,. there are many choices that I have made in this life that I deeply regret. But you cant look back, except in reflection.
You are invited to come along with me on this journey, but fair warning, buckle up!