30.1.19

It keeps blowing

I miss having plans
I miss a sense of future, of something next
I know there's plenty to do but I can not see myself achieving nothing

I tell myself it's because I don't know what I want
But in secret I fear I don't want to be where I am for too long.

It's the best place I've ever been. I love here.
I just wish I could feel like being here forever...