Love me one day, just don’t make it today…

As a present day drifter:  I am somewhat shattered and have taped myself back together by  risky decisions and  aspirations. The trickery of habitual roads has led me astray. My self discovery expedition has become pandemonium. My soul is full and drifting about in the energy of others, as a ship wreck full of diamonds,

Doubt

Is doubt the first sign of moving on? The little things pile up and begin to form one big ball of doubt. I try to be supportive, but it’s all riding on me. What if I give up, let responsibility go? Maybe I make it too easy. Am I over thinking it? Wait, I have