2 AM Thoughts

I think about the things that mattered to me seven years ago.
I think about how different I am.
I think a lot, I guess.

I think about how I should clean my room soon, and I guess that's symbolic in a way... I'm letting the boxes drop... like the weight of things that don't matter anymore.

I'm excited for what's to come. I'm also still dehydrated.
Whoops

I think about how I want to introduce my boyfriend to my dad.
I just think all the time.

Sometimes I think my mind is great.
Sometimes I know my mind is a cage, and I shouldn't let those bars close me in.

I can't sleep, though, so I'll drive around for awhile.
I'm just thinking about how I didn't imagine this year to play out the way it has been.

Today was a great day, though...

It's nice.

Part of me wants to drive until I find that place where I'd look at the city when I was a little girl.
I want to look out and see how different it is.

I'm excited, though. I am. I feel a little fire growing inside, and I catch glimpses of the girl I've always kept inside under lock. It's easier to guard myself, but I find a dark haired boy with happy eyes making me feel safe outside.

How crazy is that?

Alright. That's that.

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