You'll see my reflection in your free fall.

I desire change -- change in the life I live, change in the person I am, change in the scenery surrounding me. I've spent so long trying to keep my world exactly the same that I fear I may not know how to let go of that. Change is something I've resisted my entire life -- desperately clinging to those things that I once thought I could never live without. Of course, finding out down the road that I was very much capable of doing just that, and not even just capable, but better for it. People, places, situations -- there are just somethings one must leave behind. I realize this, and yet I still cling, perhaps afraid of not knowing if I'll ever find something better. Perhaps not knowing if the something better I long for even exists.

It feels like I've been waiting for something my entire life -- and I have no idea what that something may be. I just know that no matter where I am, there is always another place I would rather be, a place that I do not yet know -- perhaps it does not exist either.

I also should be studying for finals, but my mind can't focus on words or concepts that mean next to nothing to me.