my teenaged problems are so insignificant.
as a person, i am barely a drop of water cycling through every ocean on the planet. i can't even begin to comprehend the vastness of the world outside my window. my wildest dreams are another's reality, and vice versa.
i want to learn, discover, motivate, and be inspired. do i ever just want to be inspired. and there's a lot of inspiring stuff out there. it would be easy to find if i just opened my eyes. i want to, but i'm scared. in fact, i am terrified.
it's been time to jump for a while. the springs are tight, and i'm holding my breath; i'm just worried about the fall.