Tonight

I wish I was on a plane right now. Going anywhere. Anywhere at all away from this. Away from this mundane existence, away from the parts of myself that I hate and the parts that I couldn't stand to lose. I feel like I am fighting a war with myself, desperately struggling to realize what I want. Maybe I'd be happy if I just let go and let the current claim me. Or perhaps I would drown.

Just a snapshot/random thought/whatever you want to call it. I don't know what anything I write is supposed to be anymore.