What do I love about life? The sudden changes and dilemmas it throws your way making you have to sift through the old and new so that you can make room for the new...too bad this is so difficult and more often than not, unsuccesful.
I know I'm being vague, but cryptic writing is what I'm good at.
My little sister has moved back in. I love her to death but what I feel is loss not positive gain.
I have to move out of Broken Glass and I may not be able to go back to school until next fall, and I feel certain relationships may drastically change.
I don't feel like I really appreciated those short six months that I had to myself, but thats how it goes right? You know that old cliche, you don't know what you have till its gone. Well I knew what I had but I didn't pay attention enough to how it felt.
I feel imprisoned. I used to be good at finding my own personal freedom in any situation that was oppressive, limiting, and energy sucking but I've lost that. I'll get it back but until then I'll continue beat the walls. I blame the patriarchy just for the fun of it.
peace