On occasion I'll take the wrong turn.. sometimes you just need the long way home. I've been known to get a mean caffeine headache. I can sit still; I can be too much. I'm fidgety. I've tiptoed near the line, stood clear of the line, sprinted over the line without looking back. Yet I always crawl back to the side which I belong. Sometimes I don't feel like replying to texts, so I won't. But only sometimes. I've got a few hearts in the palm of my hand, though I would never think twice about messing with them. I hold them, sympathize over them, wonder about them. I hate checking my voicemail- It's too time consuming, text me. I should consider drinking more water, eating less McDonald's, less sweets, maybe sleep more- But hey, I'm young. I can handle it for a little while longer. Of course I miss you; of course you miss me. Not sure why we make this so difficult. I'm solitary, but I'm even more social. I do my best crying, praying, purging on the floors of bathrooms and tubs. I bite my nails. & I hate that I bite my nails. I've been on hundreds of planes, involved in a few fender benders, and one time I rode on a train to Chicago. I'd love to ride on a train again. I like a strong cuss word in calm songs. I'm petrified by spiders and gravely disturbed by vomit. I'm a sucker for lovestories and their soundtracks. I have friends that are family. Families that have seamlessly accepted me as one of their own. I procrastinate. Making plans stresses me out. I don't like the beach.. There are some songs I can't listen to. Some movies I can't watch. I'm sure I'll get over it one day. I find the most beauty, strength, character in flaws and disfunction. I have freckles during summer and no trace of a tan line during winter. My hair tangles too easily and doesn't grow quickly enough. I'm discontent, eager, nervous, at peace. Things fall apart- it's the simple stuff that makes my heart, even my eyes, fill to the brim with thanks.