...if I'll ever get to that place I've always wanted to get to. You know, I'd thought that when I started college, I would finally be able to break out of the little cage I've always been enclosed in. I've been trying so hard for so long to grow into the person I want to be, but it always seems that I just can't untangle myself from all the things that are holding me back.
I guess there's not really a lot to say about this but to put it bluntly: I want new things. I've been wanting new things, but I always feel like I have so many obligations that I can't set anything down, no matter how lightly, and walk away into the brilliant blueness I so long for. It's really quite depressing.
I'm really looking forward to NaNoWriMo, I guess. Partly, yes, because I'm about to become a novel writing machine, but because I am hoping to finally get some peace. I can dive into my own little world that I've created inside my mind, with the characters I have developed from my wants and needs, and take a break from my pathetic story by becoming a part of theirs.
Nine and a half more hours.
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