i had a funny feeling that maybe i was gettin'
old today. in a good way.
i was making my bed....thinking about life's
questions. and how i have no answers.
thinking of all the famous wise people who say
that's okay and to love the questions.
thinking of all the not so famous wise friends
of mine who say that's okay and just love the
for a moment there, i actually felt okay with
not having any answers. i was totally okay with
that doesn't happen very often for me.
and there i was, making my bed, feelin' content
to just live the best i could.
i'm either just way tired or actually having moments
of growin' up.