Dear Old Friend,
I have not seen you for quite some time. I know you are still there I just haven't had the time to stop, and say hello. Yes, I know I have been a terrible friend. But do not blame me. For I have grown up and taken responsibility. No longer do I spend my evening dreaming of magic, but instead trying to silence my thoughts and rub my tired eyes. I feel I must decide my destiny in this hour glass of a life, I hope you can understand.
Am I living each day to the fullest?
I'm trying...
Am I supposed to be something great in this world?
Yes...
I need you to help me find the answers and help me sort through the thoughts that don't matter. I feel like I am lighting little candles inside me, but soon they burn out. Give me the fire, burn the whole bush. I want to feel that burn and desire that you told me about. You made me believe in it and want it so bad. But should I go against everything that makes sense? Does that even make sense?
I think you're right...I know the one thing I do love that seems to fit into every empty slot inside me that I have. I push it away because I am scared. I'm scared of failure. But I rather try and fail, then never try at all. Okay, you've convinced me I must do this. Thank you old friend. I know you would always be there for me. I promise to never forget you.
Your friend...
