i have a tendancy to get wrapped up in stuff...sometimes that can be good, sometimes it can be not so good. i also, luckily, can usually come to a point of recognition that i have let myself sink below the water line. that first burst of fresh air through my lungs is an amazing feeling, and i wouldn't trade it for all the things that may have been passed over during the period in which i was under. i think that's part of what it means to say that everything happens for a reason.
there are certain things that i will never truly be able to be a part of, and the more i live, the more i realize that i don't really want to be a part of those things. in fact, to try is to regress in some way, and i learn that lesson every time i do. and i think i'm doing all right on my own. life is strange.
what the hell am i talking about? oh, it doesn't really matter. it could be any number of things, and all of them would be correct. i feel as if i have lost a giant weight that i have been carrying on my shoulders for a while, and it's absence makes me wanna run and jump and enjoy the new feeling of relative weightlessness. i think i'm gonna. at least figuratively. i'm not as spry as i used to be...
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