Its days like these that I want to escape. You may ask “Where to?” but I couldn’t tell you. Anywhere away from my average life, that I am very grateful for by the way, I just want to go somewhere else for a day. A week of escaping. An adventure until the adventure slowly fades into normal life. I need a Peter Pan to show up in my window, and whisk me away to neverland. Just anywhere other than here in my cave of boredom and regularity. Day by day things are the same, and as much as I love organization, this is too little living. My soul has the capacity to be filled with exciting adventures and experiences, yet it is only holding a schedule, which I live by. It feels as if I’m barely living, when I compare my life to what goes on in movies, or on pages. I’m waiting for my adventure, but my life can’t be full of waiting. I am choosing to not wait for my adventure, but create it, and if that fails, I still won’t wait for my adventure, I’ll live until my adventure. Waiting takes up so much time that you could be happily living. Don’t wait, LIVE. Waiting won’t make your adventure come any faster, and sometimes, you can get so tangled up in the process of waiting, you forget what you’re waiting for, and that you may already have it.
