Sitting here looking out my window, in my very own apartment, in my city, in a place that makes me feel the most like me, I still can't tug at the nagging feeling in my head, the feeling of instability. The sun is shining and the sky is blue and the trees are so green, and this is home, this is my heart, this is my soul so why don't I feel it? Why don't I stop all the stuff going on in my head?
Maybe it's because big change is coming and I can start to feel it, maybe it's because I'm still not sure what I want, and maybe it's because I'm just a little lost about all the big things.
Maybe I'm just me, and maybe this is just how I'm always going to be... maybe this is what I am, and who am I to argue with that?
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