i've been thinking a lot lately. which is normally not very good.
in this case it seems to be rather in the middle... i mean, i've realized a lot about myself and human nature, and i think i've made it so that i am somewhat ok with failure. its crazy how i'm almost 23 years old and i still freak out at the idea of not being successful. read that as you may...
successful with love, school, music, almost anything for which i have passion.
i think that there is a good chance that i could be happy with just myself for a good long while, and screw this whole dependancy i have for most things.
perhaps there will be a day where i can be content with everything that i control. wish me luck