the upshot of David Charleston

Upshot: the final or eventual outcome; the conclusion or result of a discussion or series of events.

This is the upshot of David Charleston...

I have thought about this post for weeks, never knowing exactly what to say, 

What I wanted to say. 

I have nothing to say

I have nothing profound to say, 

Not a pithy saying, 

Not a clever riddle, 

Nor a well-versed poem. 

I have been verbose in my writing all throughout this semester, yet now, 

I can't think of how to do this. 

I guess it's because I'm scared. 

Scared is not strong enough a word to describe what I am feeling. 

I have been frightened, no terrified of this post. 

I feel like I need to give you guys something inspiriational, 

Something meaningful, 

Something to make you think,

Or something that makes you inhale sharply, or exhale slowly....

But I have nothing, nothing more than the truth

The raw, ugly truth.

The truth is that I'm not David Charleston. 

I'm not a character in a fictional novel. 

I don't have his depth. 

I don't have his heart. 

I don't have his deep soul. 

I don't have his experience or his ability to learn from his mistakes. 

I make mistakes, then I make them again and again. 

I misread situations. 

I don't understand, when the truth is obvious, staring me in the face. 

I have a short memory, and most of my problems are self-inflicted. 

I am not David Charleston. 

But...

I am 100% real. 

Everything I've posted about over this semester is 100% real. 

Completely the truth. 

This is the upshot of David Charleston: 

My name is Tanner Klein. 

And thanks for reading my blog and commenting. 

It means a lot. 

Please continue to stick with me. 

Thanks. 

In case you don't know me, 

Here's a selfie: