The next day. That what these past few weeks have been about for me, getting to the next day. I haven't really been taking the time to enjoy the moment that I'm in, it's like I'm a spectator in my own life. The idea of someone else being in control of my decisions frustrates me.
It's not like I'm running away or towards something, maybe I'm just running in circles. I feel like I'm spinning now because things are becoming more complicated than ever before. While I remain in control of my life, I am not in control of how other people might interfere.
I don't want to be defined by the decisions that I am forced to make, or the cards that I have been dealt. I want to be defined by who I am, by my favorite things to do, by my favorite people in the world. My best friends all know parts of me, and I want to make all those parts into one cohesive picture. This glowing mural of character traits and flaws will be the definition of me.
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