Last night, driving home, I had such a strong urge to keep driving...south, west, wherever the road would take me. Recently I have felt the need to apologize for my spontaneity, lack of direction and all together unorganized nature. Yes, my mind is all over the place, yes I can't remember what i did yesterday or the day before, yes i forget things... a lot, yes I am clumsy and forgetful and bruise myself a lot. But you know what? I am done fighting it. Trying to fit someone else's mold. I have not been true to myself. I love not knowing which direction my life is going to take. I love how words fly out my mouth before I think. I love how i look like a fool sometimes, smiling when it rains, or taking a moment to watch the birds play and sing in puddles. Why have I been suppressing who I am at my core? To please others? Yeah well that has made me feel like my soul, my being is being crushed and smothered. The unorganized, clumsy, forgetful, spastic, spontaneous Morgan has slowly been forced to hush and obey and act how others think she should act. I'm over it. Life is too goddamn short to suppress your true being. Seriously. Way too short. I want to live every second full of emotion and passion and spontaneity and if that means chaos, then I accept.
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