It is so apparent to me, at 1:20am on a Sunday that I have changed more in the past year than in the entire course of the life before it. I am steering clear toward the woman I've always wanted to be. Sure there are a million fantasies that never got realized but I have the rest of my life for that. I think I got the important things down first.
I have this image in my mind lately of a huge green hill and big round oak trees saturated in a setting sun, white dandelion heads giving way to the wind and no one around for miles. I think that's where I'm at right now. It's been hard to let anyone get too close. I don't really know why but it's not my normal way of doing things. I normally will let you get as close as you want if you really understand what you're doing. This is perplexing. However, the scene from out here is quite immaculate and serene.
I do not want to know what I want, I want to remember who knows what I need. And tonight I do.
Crazy Plastic Couches are Cool
(look at that alliteration)
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