What do you do when you run out of worthy thoughts? I’m at a stand still. This post isn’t meant to be sad or make you feel bad for me, but to strictly be relatable. Back in my parents house, I feel like my 16 year old self, so naive. I thought I’d marry my high school sweet heart and travel the world with Omaha being my home base. Fuck a home base. I am CRAVING an adventure. And the commitment of being here for a summer has me chomping at the bit for august. that’s no way to live. Wait for a date, waiting for a trip. I wanna live being here, not waiting. How can I help but live ‘wanting’ while I sit here with no goals for the time being.
For now you can find me day dreaming of better days, yet wishing I wasn’t.