I can't stop talking.
It's a gift...or a curse. I'm not really sure which.
I mean, I have a lot to say. I have a lot of opinions. I like to share. I know things. Facts & Fictions.
I like things.
I love things.
There is a big difference between the two, you know. I like things I don't need. I love things I cannot live without. See?
Well, it makes sense to me. Not everybody places such importance on words. But, I do. I want to be purposeful in all I do. I want to "change the world"...well, most days...
Some days I don't even want to change my sheets.
I guess it just depends on how I'm feeling... lazy. ENERGETIC! Loved. s a d . Exhausted.
It all just...depends.
I know I've said a lot, but have not really said anything at all. It's the truth, though. At least, according to me. It's my truth.
People won't understand, though. That's why...
...I can't say a word.