Friday, April 3, 2009

tick. tock.

I'm back on track, well on some kind of a broken up, uneven track, that you have to hop over sometimes when you reach a crack.
I've sort of always pictured this ideal life for myself since I was a girl. A life of independence, meaning, I have obtained all my status on my own, my house, my lifestyle, etc.
I guess I pictured I would be there by now, as a girl, 25 was a full grown adult.
But I feel young still, in the sense that, I have a lot to experience. I feel grown, in the sense that I am ready to take the responsibility of that independence.
So I grow impatient.

It is a comforting thing to know that I will never be homeless or hungry. And I am grateful for that.
I think that my desires are not outlandish, materialistic, or selfish, and so I allow myself to dream of them freely.
I am anxious, impatient, ungrateful at times.
I want to get out, leave, take everything in at once!
But, with patience, I think the end result will be much sweeter.
The clock is ticking, I don't know what is around the corner.
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