This is a post about half written thoughts.

Because I’ve been so busy lately, everything seems so incomplete. Whenever I do think of something, it comes to me in little halves or bits and pieces. This is a collection of thoughts from this past week (that may be expanded into longer expressions) 

  • I haven’t been able to get my rearview mirrors exactly where I want them. 
  • In theory, I know the plan, and I know what I’m doing. But it doesn’t feel like it, not really, not at all.
  • I feel like I’m waiting for something but I don’t know what it is, and this feeling should get old by now.
  • Guilty, I suppose, it accurate to describe how I feel. For what, I don’t know.
  • I NEED TO STOP WITH THE I DON’T KNOWS 
  • “I am your favorite sandwich/soup show in the suburbs on a sunday morning.”
  • And then I realized how much I love you, after all this time. 
  • I’m ordinary, dying to be extraordinary, settling for exceptional. 
  • A teacher complained to me how they won’t have any “Yzzy’s” next year, and only one “Cole.” I wasn’t aware that my existence was a commodity to be used at your expense. 
  • I almost fell into your fairytale but I got back on the boat of reality. 
  • Whenever I don’t know what to do, I think of my life as a movie and myself as a character and what decision my character would make. Yeah, it doesn’t work. 


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