High Ceilings and Higher Windows

I've reached the age where people will soon start thinking I've got problems if I'm not falling in or out of love with someone. People are so thoughtless. Falling in and out of love is not the problem. I fall in love with every person I meet every day. I have no deficit of love.

I'm just... waiting.

There's something beautiful and timeless about the freedom of being alone. And there's a certain peace that comes from being in charge of what comes next. And I need to wait. I don't know who will be strong enough to carry the other side of my burden's yoke. I don't know who will sell years of his life to give back to the world somewhere that I'm not sure of yet. I don't know who will follow my sequin-shoe path.

But someday I will.