Crash

"It says Hold on and take this ride. And set aside, all the times, When you collide. Then you leave me here to die. Heres the things I mean't, but I never said." - Starting Line

Here I am again at a crossroads. To take a winding path that looks curvy and treacherous, or to head out to a great open, often travelled road.

Ring, Ring. The curvy one just called.

Anyway. I'm thinking it's time again. Time to do what I did three years ago. To throw everything to the wind. To throw every little care and inhibition.

You'd be surprised how quickly they build back up. A worry here. A self-doubt there. It piles on quickly.

I remember it still. Screaming at the top of my lungs. Screaming at a town. Screaming at a river. Screaming it all out. It felt good.

So maybe, I've lost my way in my own philosophies a little bit. I should be less anxious. Take more risks. And think slightly. Just slightly. Less about the repurcussions of my actions.

I'm closing my eyes. And fully expecting to trip over branches.