At fourteen I created a Mindsay to impress an older boyfriend.
At sixteen I re-created one as a way to prove to North Carolinians
that I was human, and now at nineteen (and a half) for self discovery
/recollection and my own sanity with regards to Dr. Brandon, my mentor.
I've turned a lot of things around in the past few years. I've taken the manipulative, aggressive child that I was and managed to channel those particular attributes into my successes. I serve multiple roles at my college, my written work finally reflects the intelligence I've always had, and I have overall obtained everything I'd ever wanted from school at sixteen. I thought all this hard work would lead to satisfaction and to some degree it has, just not in the way I had imagined. I've been reading a lot of Emerson's work lately in my literature class and I think I need to take a page or two from him. I need to re-connect with myself and most importantly forgive/forget myself for previous actions which I'm sure I'll get on to here at some point. I don't know, but something is absolutely missing from my life. I think it's the normalcy of the life I'm leading. I need a new vice - anything. It's like the calm before the storm and eventually I'll burst and then shatter. I want my spunk back, my crazy side, but not at the ultimate cost of losing all I've worked to obtain. There's got to be a solution, something to balance the scale.
Wine? Pottery? Intimacy? Adventure? Independence? Writing? ...Love?
