Wanting to Be

I had something in my head just now, and I completely lost it. I really hate that. It has been a crazy morning at work, thinking people would leave me alone today, but everyone is coming out of the woodwork for some reason. They don’t understand that all I want to do is write.

I have a new prompt to work on, and it was one of the prompts I suggested, so I am hoping I can come up with something. Stay tuned.

The other things floating in my head are somewhat relatable to wanting to just be. I was thinking about how I am attracted to certain types and how it would be so nice if those people who attract me would finally follow through. Am I going to get that person whose words light my soul to want me enough for forever in person, or am I going to stay locked away in my tower? I have enough books, I guess I will be fine.

I had a hard night of just being where my mother was not feeling well, and seeing the next few years of my life revolve around her. I had a social outing planned out in my mind, and one phone call from her derailed it. I tried so hard in my adult life to get away from her and her control over me, and it is kind of hard to feel it again and make her understand that, too. Especially when her mind is not what it once was, and all she wants is attention and to be taken care of. That is all I want too. But mostly because I never got that from her.