Sometimes I wonder if all I am is my mind... if there's some guy behind the curtain feeding in these various things that would come from my senses... making me think this is real, but it's not.
Sometimes I wish it was 300 years ago... that i was a 15 year old girl... nearly a woman. That I worked and worked... that i stayed at home and learned how to keep a home and how to raise a family... and learn about life. School is just a bunch of memorizing anyways.
Sometimes I realize what a selfish, immature person I am. I often wish for change. I rarely do anything to change. I never put other people first enough... I forget to consider others and just do what seems best to me in that current moment.
I wish for change.
I want to be the change.
I need to change.
Change needs to be something I do and not just something I want.
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