Waiting.

   So Im sitting here in a cafe. Just contemplating a lot of things. Is something wrong with me? When is my life going to start? Or is this my "start?" I just don't get it. I think as I am sitting here, I am slowly realizing that I need to make it start. This is it. Me sitting here, day dreaming about what I want to happen to me, isn't just going to happen. What do I have to do to make it happen? I guess I am just hopeful but not willing.