FUCK. Dear Andrea, please don't start things unless you can finish them.
I am unprepared for life. I feel jumpy and irrational and out of control. Last night scared some sense into me, probably, about how cautious I should be with myself. I also have confidence in myself, though. Just maybe not enough.
The song that popped into my head earlier was Digging for your Dream by the Indigo Girls, especially this part:
Every day that you get up and force your cards
Playing your story in fits and starts
Take your prospects and your pickax and you trudge down to the stream
And you bloody your hands digging for your dream
I'm trying here; that's all I know. It has to be better than nothing.
Youre not doing as badly as you think you are.
ReplyDeleteAnd im not exactly sure what "cautious with myself means", but i would say dont be too cautious, otherwise you end up immobile and detached like me :D
also, while im not especially fond of the indigo girls, thats a nice lyric.
hahahahaha exactly. i have to find a balance!
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