One moment I think I've got the entire world figured out. The next moment, I have no idea what I want, where I'm going, or what kind of person I am becoming.
These issues were so clear to me two years ago. Today I only have the vaguest of answers. The only thing that keeps me moving is the aching, lingering, and unhappy hope that I have the ability to answer these questions.
I wish someone was here to help me sort out this mess.
It's too awful to do this alone.
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