Near and far to the beginning and the end, and I am so excited, scared, and overwhelmed that I don't even know what to think. Just wishing, hoping, praying, crying, and begging for something to make of my life. I want to breath and live, be free. I want to love and be loved, sing and be sung too, hug and be hugged back. I just want to look up at that big blue sky that's as big and blue as the sea, breath deep, and maybe float on a cloud. Maybe lie down in a field of daisies, or on the sand of a beach. I'd dance in the rain every chance I'd get.
I don't know where to go or what to do. Just flying on a slow breeze.