Is it so bad that maybe I do want a little validation? Is it not, expected, that one might desire some for their own clarification?
So I wake myself up and I make a cup of coffee for myself. I say good morning to the mirror and brush my teeth. I feel better once I’ve gone for a walk and I’m always hopeful by eleven.
Sometimes I believe that life is for dancing- so I dance. Then, there are times where I’m not quite sure how to situate myself.
Where do you want me?
When?