brain drain 6/1

I want to say something; I know there should be words to describe these feelings, but somehow, I can't find them. I'm growing up, and I'm growing to be more and more confused about who I am, where I'm going, what I want, and why I do what I do. I think this is healthy though; it means I'm thinking.

This is both the longest and shortest week of my life. Friday is the most important thing that has ever happened to me, and yet the least important. Nothing is ever black and white; that's one thing I am still sure of. I am living perfectly in the grey area of uncertainty...and I'm not quite ready to leave it yet.