You know those times when you feel like you’re doing everything wrong? Yeah, having one of those.
How is it possible to want to live so many lives at once? Does everyone feel this way, at least a little bit? How do you choose? Is this a healthy case of staying curious and never settling, or an unhealthy case of never being grateful enough to take what you’re given, embrace that, and be content? How do you trust in the perfect timing of… everything?
Indecisive? Obsessive? Wanderlust?
I wonder if there is a word for this condition besides “absolutely fucking confused”(/excited one minute /scared the next /jealous /thankful /what).
<3 Always wondering,