i want to fly

yesterday i got to swing, i love swinging, i haven't done it for quite a while. it's that great feeling of being free and i really feel like i'm flying. it's a lot like running. the other day i saw an airplane flying west and i wanted to be on it soo badly. i miss BC, the ocean was amazing! and then last night we sorta talked about making new friends and totally changing our lives, and to be honest i really miss that. i use to do it a lot. i told Holly that i have 4 years left at university and she couldn't imagine committing to that and to be honest i can't really either. i only look till my BA, which is only two years, that i can handle... i think.

sometimes i just have this overwhelming urge to pack my bags and leave, try something else. i don't want to be held down, i just want to soar into the next challenge, in the next place. i remember it was Eric that pointed out to me that i wasn't totally free, at the time i wasn't very impressed. if being a drifter wasn't just a lonely life, i'd do it for sure... but then i think we'd all do it.

i love watching leaves, they float wherever the wind blows them. i can feel the wind blow, but it's like i'm the one stuck in the mudd.