I want so much to be earnest.
I want so much to have something that makes my mind race and my heart pump. This apartment should be a mess because it has become a pit-stop between destinations, not because it’s become a nest to an invalid.
But nobody forces these things on you. You really have to just grab on and enjoy the ride.
But here I stand, watching the various streams of activity, trying to reason which one will lead me to the “most”. I know this doesn’t work. I really can’t reason this out.
Would someone please send a whirlwind my way, to sweep me off my feet? Oh wait… that is me waiting again.