I know my mind constantly wanders, like a sparrow on an especially breezy day. I know I baffle you frequently, you wonder what goes on in that craziness that's called my head. I don't really know how to admit that I'm always wishing I could take off and fly to some unnamed beach. I don't know how to when my whole life I've been so used to being an empty house with walls that if you asked them, could tell you stories of a monster who reigned over my family's heads for as long as I can remember. Maybe it's selfish, maybe I'm lazy, but all I want is to be a kid again, to start over and forget all my worries, as if childhood and innocence had never been tainted. It is selfish, But honestly, I'm tired of being selfless. I just want quiet. I want to be a kite in the wind, just wandering aimlessly, adding a little more color to the endless blue in my own little world. 12/04/2016
