August 21, 2009

  • Tired.  So tired.  I am attempting to be so very patient about life, about waiting on the bigger pieces of my personal puzzle to fit together.  I am exhausted.

    I know the jump to the rest of my life has to be plotted carefully, as most of us spend our youth contriving American dreams and death-til-we-parts.  Still, I am restless on occasion.  I can't wait to commit.

    A ticket.  A ring.  A career.

    So lofty...  I twiddle my fingers into knots.