it seems to me... that the older i get, the more confused i am. i spent much more effort on figuring things out. when i was young, i really thought i had it figured out... like most i guess. i didn't have shit figured out... but i was rarely confused. rather, i was extremely accepting of a down pouring pain. a blanket of undeserving torture upon me, but, i was ok with it... now life isn't nearly as simple. i have much figured out. i am well adjusted, i think. i know a lot about who i'm going to be... who i want to be. but, i fret over everything. i'm more confused now than i was 10 years ago. that seems so unfair. . . even that i try to analyze. that i want to know. i want to know everything. i want to hear everything. i am greedy. i want to be satisfied... but, i don't even know what that entails. ha. 

what i know...

forever i grow and adapt. forever i am confused. forever i am learning. eh. 

what i promise...

i'll settle on progress... i'll wait on the wind. i'll put out my thumb and highjack love. i'll be patient in life.

what i need...

... to be exactly who i am. 

what i want...

you.