its almost the new year, and the end of a decade. no resolutions for me this year, just wants. let's just see how it goes.
i want to run away back to the city. i want to dance, and not think about anything else. i want to walk on the sidewalks of a strange city while listening to music through my headphones. i want to lay on top of a grassy hill and watch the clouds drift by overhead, squinting against the glaring sunlight. i want to sort out the tangles of confusion that's in my heart and head. i want to laugh until my makeup runs. i want to volunteer at an animal shelter. i want to sit at a cafe with dark sunglasses and a hat and pretend to be someone famous for a day. i want to smoke cigarettes with good people over coffee. i want to learn and master a new language. i want to lock myself into seclusion, get drunk, and write an amazing book. i want to love and feel loved. i want to figure out what the fuck love is. i want to spend lots and lots of money and not feel guilty. i want to be blissfully ignorant for a day, week, or maybe even the year. i want to figure out what i want to do with my life. i want to make a living, but not if i have to stop living just to make one. i want to see the world. i want to save the world. i want to pack a basket with amazing food and go on a picnic with someone special. i want to make at least one stranger smile each day. i want to be happy.
i want to figure out what the fuck love is.
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Mostly overrated and a thing of Hollywood is what it is.