It's funny how the moments I couldn't wait for when I was younger pass by me like a breeze now. I feel them happening but they aren't so heavily anticipated anymore. My 17th birthday and I haven't settled on a single thing to do. It's the night before. It's not that I don't want to do anything, or that I'm apathetic. It is more that I'm caught in the tide. I'm in between my future filled with all the things I want to do, and the past full of rules that hold me back. My current place is one of uneasy compromise with constant tugs and pulls. It's impossible for me to look forward to planning something when I have all the rules I should have outgrown still tugging at me. It's as if I've gained the responsibility, the age, and none of the rights. I don't know what to do anymore.
17 kisses
xox
