spitting games...
Enough is enough... And by enough, I of course mean NOT enough...
I feel like I am gliding. I work, go to school, sleep, and I don't feel like I am an individual right now. I miss the way I feel when I golf, I miss putting on shows all the time, and I miss the ability to relax.
I see the finish line, but I am struggling to finish. I no longer want to be underutilized, my passion smothered... I understand the power of integrating mind and body...
Lately I have had this strong desire to reconcile with people from my past... I know I need to move on, but I am tired of moving on and leaving things behind.
I am tired of missed opportunities.
Well, a million more things to write, but I am actually tired tired... I am gonna rest up for my crazy weekend.
LOVE LOVE LOVE
comments from my one or two friends would be super. I just wanted to actually post on here.
I feel like I am gliding. I work, go to school, sleep, and I don't feel like I am an individual right now. I miss the way I feel when I golf, I miss putting on shows all the time, and I miss the ability to relax.
I see the finish line, but I am struggling to finish. I no longer want to be underutilized, my passion smothered... I understand the power of integrating mind and body...
Lately I have had this strong desire to reconcile with people from my past... I know I need to move on, but I am tired of moving on and leaving things behind.
I am tired of missed opportunities.
Well, a million more things to write, but I am actually tired tired... I am gonna rest up for my crazy weekend.
LOVE LOVE LOVE
comments from my one or two friends would be super. I just wanted to actually post on here.