The ever-free spirit in me is beginning to ache. For quite some time now I've been ignoring the biological clock...roaming this world waiting to come across some soul mate who will sweep me off my feet and make me feel so grounded that the grass isn't greener in the next zip code. I've ached for many things in my life: space, world knowledge, taste of the new, and even simplicity. I've never really had an ache for companionship and then when I did, I got a dog :)
Masking can only take one so far though. Why is it so hard to want things to just...fit together?? It seems like no matter what direction I take myself, some aspect feels forced. Maybe it's the insatiable Saggitarius in me that makes those minor factors so obvious that they eat at me.
Right now I'm faced with the exhaustion of moving, of being away from my family, of feeling so far away from everything that I'm considering stopping it all. I'm tired, World. I just want to live and have some sort of...normalcy. I want to feel boredom, redundancy, and make a home for myself. Who knows....maybe soul mate will show himself. Maybe he already has and I don't know it yet. Maybe I'm a fool but then again, maybe....it's just another adventure in slow-paced AR. Oh, Camden, please don't let me down.
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