Dear unknown
Sometimes I wish I could run away. Not in the way you expect. In a way that isn't a worry or a bother. In a way that I'm still here and still doing all the things that I'm expected to do but my mind is in the ocean. In the deep blue ocean watching the sun shine on the surface of the things we don't understand fully. I want my mind to live in the stars and know that the vastness of unknown world's is okay. Why do I have the need to know all the things I don't know. I wish that my problems were picked away piece by piece because maybe these are the things that are holding me to the ground when I belong in the sky. I just want to fly.
