Being selfish isn't always a bad thing.

Seeing as I am with me all the time, it only makes sense that I would take care of myself as best as I can and as I see fit...

Sucks that we miscommunicate sometimes. I miss things. Important things. Like answers to questions that I need to know the answers to. Maybe it's the stars and planets that are to blame. Maybe it's me. Maybe it's you. Who knows? Maybe it's the noise around us that is preventing me from hearing. I don't know. Wish I did, because I'd blast it.

Feel exasperated and misunderstood and separated from things. My head hurts and I am sleepy, but my heart is churning and questions of the well being are flooding my mind... frustrated to say the least, but I let it go, figuring we would do something productive with our time.

I just simply wanted to be at home. I like it here. My hurry to come home? To remember who I am, because sometimes I forget and it helps to relearn myself as much as I can.

Forgiveness runs deep as a well in me and I understand... love love love you. You know i do.