UCI

little by little, the idea is becoming more and more comforting. in three months, i'll be outta here. away from oxford. waking up and not dreading school. not sitting in calculus waiting for 12:45, slowly, painfully. no more filing. no more curfew. free to run and scream and breathe, to embrace life and become myself, finally, not worrying about a thing.

it's a new love i feel, an overflow of security and joy and peace. an overwhelming sense of peace, and i love everything. i enjoy discussing the future with my past because it feels like everything has come full circle. love lost friends lost, heart days and feeling lost, worn away by the passage of time, now back. i love my boyfriend. i love my pius friends. i love old acquaintances and new ones and the smiles of strangers. hello good day, i'm finally awake, how can i make you feel better?

share the feeling with the world. smile, cry, offer words of comfort. most of all, love. things are moving, changing, and now isn't the time to sigh and wonder why and what if--no, just ride along. time to fly, love. dream, wish, dance, paint with light on a hill at three in the morning, wake up somewhere new, scream 'til you can't anymore, take a picture of your heart.

the future's waiting, waiting, love. and this time, i'm not getting left behind.