I don't know where to begin.
Life has thrown a bunch of different things at me; I've delt with it, but now I don't know where I'm headed.
I know what I want; I have an idea of what to do to get there, but long term plans have proven to be useless.
This shit is so uncertain, maybe I should just go with it.
Maybe I should live more in the moment.
I'm just afraid of never finding what I'm looking for, and hurting too many people along the way.
I always want to be somewhere else, spending time with different people in different places; calling you once in a while, when I get lonely in a crowded place.
Is that so wrong?