093jd

I am bruised, and I hate admitting it. Hate saying that a little of me is soft, or unsure.

But I am. I don;t have a 5 year plan. I hardly have a 5 day plan. I don;t think we have to. Being alive is taking things as they come, not planning each momentous occasion. Technically, I'm a grown up but I have no idea what I want to be.

I'm lost. And I feel like I'm the only one big enough to admit I have no fucking clue whats happening next. I'm in it for the ride because control is not realistic.

All I know? I like learning, and i'll continue to learn.