To be torn in two directions...
Confusion fills my heart, and my head: one side of me chooses to be with nature, and solitude, and organic movement through arts and crafts, and music. The other side of me chooses constant company, constant recklessness, constant catering, constant comfort.
I try to imagine a balance, a cohesive mixture between the two, but the image that I see in my head is just a giant cluster of unhappy children being forced in a direction they don't wish to go.
If I am to truly speak what I want to see in my mind, I get scared, scared that if I say my dreams out loud, they will fall farther away from my reach then before.
...just let me take you all away, let me take you to a magical place where life is perfect and we are all there together in love.
