March 19, 2015
11:40 pm
I want ever so badly to climb onto the roof of someone's house and talk about how crazy, messed up, and insane life is. I want someone to distract from the distractions and devils that swirl around in my mind. I want to tell someone my dreams and desires while laying on a blanket looking up at the stars in the back of a pick-up. I want to act silly with someone and laugh until my side hurts and my face is an unnatural color.
I want to go away very far away to college and experience new people, culture, and things that I've been sheltered from all these years. I want to study medicine along side of people with beyond brilliant minds. I want to become a nurse practitioner and help people, comfort them, give back, and do something for someone else besides me for a change. I want to make a lot of money and start my life in a cozy apartment over looking a beautiful city. I want to adopt an older cat no one wants and bring it back to my cozy flat and name him Ollie. When I get older, I want to meet a guy that will make me still have butterflies in my stomach and a cheeky grin on my face on our 65th wedding anniversary. I want a cowboy with rough hands and a soft heart. I want to live in a cabin in the mountains and go snowboarding everyday during winter. I want to have beautiful children with a wild personality and pure souls that aren't afraid to travel and explore the unknown knowing that they will get hurt at some point in their lives. I want to teach them how to be understanding and modest and how to stand up for themselves. I want to hold their on their first sleigh ride and hold their child when they have beautiful babies of their own.
Most of all, I want to die happy. I want to die knowing I gave everything I ever did my best effort. I want to go fast, painless, and content.
