I use the phrase "the words keep flowing" far too often on days like today, when my mind is on overdrive about nothing & yet I'm searching for the answers to everything. I find myself hidden in a corner of a building I could care less for, pouring my soul out onto old issues of The Gazette.
"The future is the future." A concept I struggle with daily."There is nothing wrong. You're paranoid." Yet another. Far more personal here than ever before & yet you'll never realize it. Bang on, my friend. My deepest secrets revealed in the form of a poorly worded blog.
A little while from now I will begin to mould myself into the person I wish to be. The one I've fought for this year. The one I've locked myself in rooms for, run through the cold for, tired myself out for. This is my future. This is the now.
Worth it? We'll find out, won't we. Here's to another lap, another set, another few pages. Here's to yet another reinvention. The reinvention of me.
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