Tuesday, October 11, 2011

In an ideal world

I want to be a million things I'm not.

I want to be an artist.
I want to be organized.
I want to prioritize.
I want to get out of bed on time.
I want to sing crazy notes.
I want to have mad piano skills.
I want to be able to juggle my life without dropping everything.
I want to take vintage pictures.
I want to love the flirts.
I want to have time for everyone that's important to me.
I want to listen to everyone's stories without getting distracted.
I want to practice my sax for two hours a day.
I want to laugh and inspire laughter everyday.
I want to go outside more.
I want to work out and be healthy.
I want to give God my best.
I want to know what I want.
I want to be so emotionally strong.
I want to have it all figured out.
I want to stop myself from gossiping.
I want to relate to things I've never experienced.
I want to love. You.
I want to have white teeth.
I want to buy nice clothes.
I want to look my age.
I want to hug the people I care about.
I want to be here when you need me, drop everything and listen.
I want to make time for my parents.
I want to have unlimited patience.
I want to go for walks with God.
I want to read my Bible gladly, often.
I want to write again.
I want to write a song, actually. On piano. And a different one on guitar, with words.
I want to show you my inside.
I want to date him.
I want to feel alive, and vibrant and engaged.
I want to sleep longer than I do.
I want to not want and just live.