On paper.

I should be studying.

In repair

Rationality can only play a part when your own heart is not involved. My head and my heart are in constant battle. Right now, neither of them know what to think or how to feel. I'll be waiting for one of them to decide.

I could be wrong; I could be ready. Oh, but if I take my heart's advice, I should assume it's still unsteady. I am in repair.

I'm at the war of my life. I've got no choice but to fight until it's done. So fight on. Everyone, fight on. 

gypsy

Gypsy soul

Oh, the trade.

So just as I was about to get sad about hanging out by myself, at home on this.. 'thirsty thursday' I remembered.. I chose this. Boring. Dull. Studious. Over the fun.. so I can have more fun than all of you hooligans later. I'm going to finish school, and it's going to be great. You'll all be jealous. No time to be sad or lonely.. only proud of the 100 I made on my accounting homework.. or the extra credit I received because my business ethics teacher thought my paper was so insightful.  I could use a glass of wine or six, but I'm still happy. I just have to remember, this was all a trade.

Let's toast to my graduation when it's all said and done. Then travel and go crazy again. Love and miss.

My rant.

Forget what is. What could be?

While it is what it is, I'm really enjoying the possibility of what might be.

Living the dream

I'll take it all

Bring this question to light.
Do you want a lover?
Or do you want a life?

Life, Love, and the pursuit of all the things they promised me.

It's driving me crazy that I can't have it all.

Place to hide

And she was building brand new walls

To keep her safe and sound
Sometimes a place to live
Is just a place to hide

Let's hold our breath, and give it just one more year.