{ Thought }
Surety is a foreigner to adolescence, hanging by a thread the common situation. Recently, a radical decision was made, probably changed my course. And I think I am still yet to settle. And I think that is okay. Now is the time to err in all crevices and indulge in the sanctum of wonder because soon rationality and worry that comes with adulthood will deter the high of naiveté. What I do have, though, is a trust that something just right is linked to this mess.
