You know those moments in life- where you just want to do something, or say something loud. But you don’t? You over think what you want to do, and talk yourself out of it- and then later regret it?
I feel like I’m having one of those moments. Actually, I feel like that’s how I’ve been living my life. I like to think that I have some wisdom behind me, some desired knowledge just waiting to be found. That in a moment of pure clarity everything will just make sense, and that I’ll become fine again. But I’m not wise, and clarity is the farthest thought from my mind, and I’ll never be a person that’s gone- a person I use to be. So if I know all that, why do I still try to find some peace of mind?