Sometimes I cannot wait until I'm older, until I'm independent and can move far away from this place. I watch the clock, the time move by so slowly I want to scream. When I realize this, I'm always afraid that someday I'll look back on my life and only remember waiting for something better to come along in my life, rather than enjoying what I could at the time.
So even though there are wars raging in the world, fights in my family, friends that I'm losing, I took a few moments today to take a deep breath while I watched the yellow daisies swaying in the hot breeze as the sun sank out of sight. It was nice, but somehow, it didn't feel right.
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