I'm trying to not think of these as mistakes.. just phases and "oh don't do that"'s and ... forgive me, but I'm not sinning .. and catch me because I'm falling.. and hold on because I'm floating away like a balloon... and save me, because I'm choking on water...
I'm not unhappy.. I'm actually content.. but there's a messed up piece of my life that says "this furniture is not creating zen in your room" ... maybe I need rearranging.. I think getting out of Florida is a wise choice... scares me beyond anything else I might have experienced ... because leaving behind that one friend that could punch you in the face and you'd still love her with every bone in your body ... because she might need you one day... as much as you need her...
I have this new favorite song.. there's this amazing line in it where the guy says "she's got a problem with people flying, one way tickets, and a fear of crying.. these are the things she can take apart, these are the things i will take apart" ... and it hits me.. so hard...
I rambled and ranted.. don't even know what I really said.. but I'm taking it all in
that life thing