I have started to acknowledge the immense guilt I carry around with myself, and have done for the last 3 months.
I feel I have let people down.
I hope my actions are for the best, but as I cannot know the alternative, I guess I will just believe that they are.
I wish I wasn’t such a flake, and yet I admire my spontaneity.
I envisage an interesting life.
Art, beauty, articulate conversations, laughter, drunken dancing, romance, experience, excess, community, love.