Sometimes I'm terrible with words. It's like when you feel something so strongly that it's almost immesurable linguistically, and calculating the proper ways to say things seems an impossible task. Anxiety, fear, loneliness and that inescapable feeling that something epic is about to happen, whether it be good or bad. 

I wish I had more stability in my life. I'm tired of the "unknowing" that I have been feeding off of for the past few months. I'm ready for a steady, productive shift in my life. I need to work toward it. Until then my heart will be hard and fast to the beat of anxiety. I hope I don't get any gray hairs!