Maybe I'm sad about wanting you. I'm not too comfortable with wanting someone.
Even a mistake is better than nothing.
I love the sea because it is boundless.
Something about being rejected at Church Camp felt so much more awful than being rejected at school.
and yet I feel that the most real home I'll ever have is the space where our roads merged and traveled along together... for a time.
How satisfying it is to leave a mark on a blank surface. To make a map of my movement - no matter how temporary.