Self-obsessed

I want to write.
I want to sleep.
I want to see flowers and nature and sheep.
I want to drink coffee.
I want to drink tea.
I want friends who want to and can hang out with me.
I want to dance.
I want to swim.
I want to be happy and healthy and pain free again.
I want to sing.
I want to play uke.
I want to make music, even if success is a fluke.
I want to love.
I want to care.
I want to hug children and make them happy I’m there. 
I want a lot.
I don’t know what I need.
I wish there was a clearer indication of the kind of life I should lead.
I know the basics, be selfless and love, but I don’t know which road will make the best version of
Me.
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About writingcatherine

This started as a documentation of my adventures in Europe...but hey, life's an adventure in itself.
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