life

I'm ready for a breath of fresh air. I'm ready to wake up one day and truly be excited for that day, and I don't see that happening anytime soon. This is problematic for me. I'm ready for sunshine, and to be done with this semester. I'm ready to start some sort of schedule that doesn't require me to run around and feel like my head it cut off. I need air. I need to run, and run and run. I want to be chased though. I want to feel like the greatest thing ever, because I am. I am ready for someone to see all the incredible things about me, and for someone to encourage me to follow my dreams. I'm sick of being put last. I'm ready to feel Jesus close to me. I'm ready for friends that encourage each other. I'm ready for my life to be clean again. I'm ready to be transparent again. Im ready to embrace the crazy, amazing, talented side of myself. The side that wants to change the world, and loves the people around her, and the person who attracts good people to herself. I'm ready for new friends. I'm ready for my new outlook on life. I'm ready for a new chapter to begin.