wise is a subjective matter

So tired in so many ways.
But as Big Brother once told Winston: "It ends when you say it does."

I spoke to the white page and it spoke back to me. It told me things about myself I might have failed to see. When I deciphered the message and spelled it out for myself, I was more scared than when I started because I finally knew what I wanted. But how unfortunate for all the parts of my life that may not measure up. Well isn't that the scariest part of growing.


But I promised myself (promised, you guys) that I wouldn't fail to listen if I got the opportunity again.