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floating in the wind


i am waiting to board a flight to amsterdam. in ten hours i will be waiting to board a flight to copenhagen. i don't know what i'm doing. i don't know much of anything. more terrifying than setting foot in a foreign country is not knowing who i'll be when i get there. not knowing if i'm going to figure my life out. not knowing what i want or who i want to be. feeling like i'm not the person i've known my whole life, not even the person i've known in the last year.

is it cliché to be 22 and trying to figure out 'who i am'?

well how about this then:

cliché to the max.

[title from this airplane is a ribbon by sherwood]

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  1. "...not knowing who i'll be when you get there." I beg to differ, unless you get a case of random amnesia or dissociative fugue you'll still know that you are bridian. btw, i'm basically 24 and i'm still trying to figure things out. bon voyage and safe travels!

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    1. i'll have you know, random amnesia follows me everywhere i go.

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    2. hopefully you keep a remembrall with you at all times. I don't know if it would help you remember during your amnestic bouts, but at least you'd know when you forgot who you are... unless you forget what a remembrall is. that would be even more vexing!

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  2. I don't know about you, but... I'll take that long drive down...?

    This post is lyrically messing with my head. Nate and Taylor wouldn't get along in real life.

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