Here I lie. Waiting. Patiently. Another year, another decade, another night.
I contemplate what will come next. What had passed. And what is right now.
Ive learned a lot. Seen a lot. Done a lot. A lot. I dont want to slow down. I dont want to stop. I dont want help. Most of all I want to be left alone. Doing what I should has never made me happy. Doing what I want makes me happy. Yet why is doing what I want not what I should be doing?
Onto 30 years old.
