chercher

once upon a time there was a girl. she was strong and ambitious. she was shy and sometimes very funny. she had few friends and the ones she did have were lovely and she cherished them like gems. she had fight and spunk and seemed to know exactly what she wanted. 

lately all i seem to dream about is that girl. an ideal version of a character i know, but that doesn't change the fact that with the heavy dose of reality the past year has given me, i've begun to feel lost, rambling in the world of virginian suburbia. i'm pushing away people i love and huddling in the corner, hiding. 

i obviously have a lot more to learn. there is a reason for it all, all the confusion, the wondering, the lost-ness...

so right now i'm going to breathe. to hold on tight to those who won't leave me. to continue. 

i'm searching. looking. hoping. praying. 

anyone else out there feeling it?

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