I'm starting to remember, what I made myself forget.

[_____megan]

i've danced everyday for about a week, and i feel better than i have in a LONG time. I never want to stop.
Seriously if i'm not at home, i'm either at Macomb Rec. Center dancing, or at caribou coffee.
The dance floor makes everything make sense, I understand everything while i'm dancing. I feel like I could do anything, and thats all that I need.
It relieves my frustration with everything, if i'm angry, it shows, if i'm happy, it shows. & i love that.
Its sick that i'm not done or satisfied until i'm shaking and not even hungry anymore. Until it hurts to breathe, and move, and drenched in my own sweat.
that feels good to me.
I love being at Caribou too.
its there, that everything falls into place, and when I can relax, and listen to my music.
study, write, draw, think, listen, observe.

i'm super busy, but i'm okay with it.
almost done with my first semester in college.
I'm praying that God reveals what He wants of me.
I dont want to doubt.
I just want the real thing.
I dont want what I want.

strength,
courage,
hope.

by the way, my Thanksgiving was amazing.
I love my family.
alot:)