This is one of those days, when I wish I still had a secret blog (no I don't want to start one again). I wish I could just type without thinking. think
without censoring.
I wish I could enjoy being alone. happy. free, of tiresome worries, haunting memories. free of compulsive restless wanting to run away. go somewhere. do
something. be someone.
I wish I had courage. to look into myself and see what I truly want. to untangle the mess of confusion carefully weaved around in my mind. to see clearly.
to make decisions. to stick to decisions. to act. no, I'm too afraid.
I wish I could revive the time again, where all of the above were wishes granted.
Anyways, I just wish, and I know, that the wishes are never ending.
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