My brain is bleeding with inarticulable words.
I'm happy, and I'm grateful for everything that God has blessed me with.
Still, with each passing day, it gets clearer that I'm not where I'm supposed to be. That somewhere, someone, something is calling out for me. Right now, I feel like a drop of oil in the middle of the ocean--immiscible and out of place.
There's so much more to life than this, I know. There's so much more to see, feel, breathe. But for now, I'll keep treading these waters and keep fumbling in this haze, wishing, hoping I'm heading towards where I want to be.
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