So close, yet still so far.
Today was fun.
I love passionate people. It's so rare these days that people embrace their passions. I dont think it's possible to live without passions. I mean sure, you'll survive...but you'll never live.
I drove a lot today. It's weird, because I drove to fullerton for the first time alone and wasn't scared even though I didn't really know where i was going...but when i drove home from the movie theatre on the same streets i drive day after day, i was completely terrorfied. The reasons? I drove to fullerton in the day time, and home from the theatre at night.
I always put up this facade that i'm fearless, but the dark scares the shit out of me. I dont know why. Maybe because there is so much to hide in the dark. It's so easy to hide.
Anyway; my mind is running 100mps right now...so this journal post is allll over that place.
Ill just cut it short...
Conclusion of the night: Maybe theres still hope.