Call Me Irresponsible
7.01.2009
Overall, I consider myself an extremely happy person. A positive person. A jolly, happy-go-lucky type person. And for a while I have been all of these. So I suppose it's normal to feel this way sometimes. To have these discouraging moments. Perfectly normal --right?
It's in times like these where I wish I didn't listen to my heart. I just wish it were wrong, because I honestly can't handle being fed the truth. Not now. I hate feeling this way. Because in the end. All that's left are scribbled pages upon scribbled pages, disappointment, and empty mornings.
I guess I'm just seeking the thrill. The excitement. The adventure. Sometimes in the mornings, I lie in bed hoping my eyes would drift me into eternal slumber where my adventures' possibilities are endless. Take me away.
sincerely, Rm , 1:33 PM,
