haha, i guess you could say i'm a little anxious for summer? and i love the feeling of the wind blowing through my hair as i drive, windows rolled down, hot air warming the skin, i wish i could drop everything and head out towards the unknown. if only i had my licence. the car waits in the drive way for me. 6 more weeks until i can meet the road. but where would i go? maybe the beach, or maybe the city, or maybe the land filled with glitter. but i am not 21 and don't know if i will live to see the day. the day where i can say "cha-ching" but i dont wanna blow it all away. i guess you can say i'm a bit anxious to grow up ...will i live to see the day where my lover and i will wed, and me be the only thing that shines for him in the damp dark? will i live to see my baby's feet touch the black sand that stretches to the mountains and the white sand that reaches to the lights of the apartment buildings beyond the overpass.. i can't wait to taste freedom.. but i can't find my car keys. i would sit for hours and pretend to steer with the wheels stuck in the rut of adolecence.