Anything is Mental.

I'm empty. I don't want anything or anyone right now. Nothing satisfies. Not food, nor social gatherings, nor a relationship.

Alright, I lied. The simplest things are what I want, what I need. Bike rides. One or two friends. Reading. Creating. Music. Dreams. Especially dreams.

On the outside, I appear to be full of angst, and it's trying to go deeper. On the inside, I have goals, thoughts, and dreams just for me. These fight the anger.

The cure for emptiness is love, and nothing else. It's okay to be alone every now and again, but humans were created for each other. We were created to reach out, and it's time I get on the receiving end. Keeping out what the world has to offer will never get me anywhere.

I'm not quite ready. But almost.

On a side note, Katie Holland and I are going to ride bikes through the streets of Paris, with guitars strapped to our backs. We can do anything. I can do anything.

Show some love today,
Katie

P.S. The Louvre is in Lisa's hands.