Saltwater Heart.

I'm so longing to be free...

So, so close!

So I'm in the final stretch.

The final moments of the school life. Of being a student, a school kid, a 'high school teen', etc. etc.

I'll be stepping into the real world very, very soon and I really am starting to get all fidgety, waiting for it to happen.

I'm not one of those people who hate school and can't wait for it to be gone from their lives.

I'm closer to the opposite of that.

Because honestly, I'm terrified about life after school, knowing I won't have the privileges that came with school life around me anymore.

I think about how I'll be so far removed from a lot of the friends I currently have and I become a bumbling mess of emotions.

But while this is happening, my skin is crawling with anticipation about getting out into the rest of my life, where the bigger things happen.

I'll have a chance next year to do as I please, pick up old hobbies, trace my fingers over old loves like the piano keys sitting dusty in the spare room.

I'll have the time to be myself, and discover what that looks like.

Time.

That's what it's about, isn't it?

I'm actually blogging at 1:02 in the morning while I'm supposed to be cramming for my art SAC tomorrow.

While simultaneously finishing a related Powerpoint presentation.

I hate Powerpoint presentations.

Also while juggling the need for my Vetamorphus workbook to be completed in full by tomorrow morning.

It's all happening, in the life of right now...

Yet I'm flipping BLOGGING.

About an hour ago I was sprawled out in the middle of my floor scribbling lyrics on a ripped out sheet of paper. 

I'm just not good with timing. All the thoughts I want to hold onto come stampeding over my mind while my brain is trying its hardest to be studious in my school studies.

Dude I am so very silly.

 

"...'Cause when I'm on Your shore again, I can feel the ocean. I can feel Your open arms, like a pure emotion. Guess I'm finally free, again..."

I feel so excited just listening to the terrible quality of a recording of Switchfoot performing their new song to a small, privileged crowd in Bali.

I already love it, with the dodgy audio and the lack of musical equipment.

Rambling...

Ready to just... be done with this Ai Weiwei artist and his constant provoking of the Chinese government. 

Ready to be on our spontaneous, yet miraculously organized 5 day trip to Merimbula in the upcoming holidays.

Ready for the new season, too!

"And the Spring is coming soon, my friend..." I keep singing this line from One Heart; One Million Voices by New Empire.

Incredible song.

ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT I'M GOING.

I wish I was more practical and logical and realistic.

At least during times like these.