1:43 AM

     Hello. My name is Clare. I'm just 17 years old, only 11 more months 'til I'm an adult.      I haven't written a blog since I was 13. I read the blog of an old friend of mine recently and something made me want to try it again, even though the post I read was nearly the opposite of inspiring. I don't know why I'm writing this, and maybe I'll never touch this blog again. Maybe all I wanted to do was to say hello to 1:43 in the morning.      So hello. How are you? Are you as tired as I am?       I live in the mountains. It's a strange place to be. Nothing ever stays the same and nothing ever changes. It's the most beautiful place on earth. Or it would be, if everything weren't tinged with sadness. The leaves are beautiful but the air is weighted. Or maybe it's just burdened with my memories and that's why it feels this way to me. It's late and I'm fumbling a little. I'm hardly a poet.      My life is stran...