Sideways

"...These feelings won't go away; they keep knockin' me sideways. These feelings won't go away; I keep thinkin' in a moment that, time'll take them away, but these feelings won't go away..."

It's a love song, but in this case, that line applies elsewhere in life. As though a black cloud looms above, threatening rain, so does this feeling of restlessness haunts my heart. It's becoming more apparent in my mannerisms; others can tell.

If I could do anything, I'd dance, and travel. I need to buy back my life. So I can have time; an infinate supply of time to do with as I please. That's the dream. What is the point of money if you have no time to spend it? Not carelessly, but on means to make memories: traveling, taking people to the movies, dinner, etc... just being able to help out family when they're low or being able to say, "I got it this time."

I'm tired of desert. Honestly, snow would be nice. A bit of history maybe...

Anything...

I just need a change.