just some deducings from a lost girl.

i find myself reflecting a lot lately.

 i keep getting random spurts of inspiration because of advice from books or people around me.

and i can't help but find it funny that the things i am learning from them, i already know...

but i was so quick to forget them.

like a silly lost lamb or something.

how it it possible to understand something so clearly at one point and then have it become blurry to you in seemingly no time after that?

it's as if i need to write all these things down and read them to myself daily to remember them.

and please explain to me how it is possible to know or to at least have an idea of something that you want to be and become, and you even know exactly what you need to do in order to change to get there, but for some reason you just aren't doing it?

and you don't even know why.

perhaps apprehension?

or just apathy?

regardless, it's discouraging.

it's just kinda interesting to me how long it takes to truly find ourselves.

what we want in life.

what we want in relationships.

what we want out of ourselves.

and every time we happen to find a small piece, we wonder how we went so long not knowing about that important part of us.

i'm kind of addicted to that moment.

and those beautiful findings.