Time is a funny thing to think about. One hears phrases often about how it can heal the pain, but if you really think about it, as time passes the pain can get worse. As it passes, you learn that some things never really will change. Humans will always let each other down, and there will always be trouble just around the corner of that happy little street you’re walking down. Some things just never change, even with the passing of time. As my time has passed on, I’m beginning to learn a few things about myself, like the fact of everything I’ve wanted in a guy is not really what I’ve wanted after all. I’ve discovered how much a hopeless romantic I am not. It just doesn’t work for me. I thought that I would want a guy who wants to be with me a lot, but I discovered quickly that it drove me very close to crossing the fine line between sanity and insanity. Not a pleasant thing to be honest. I thought I would want a guy that would often whisper sweet things in my ear, and I learned that it annoyed me, greatly. They say that college years show you who you really are, and I am really beginning to agree as I continue on down this road. I’ve changed since I’ve went off to college, and whether it’s for the better or worse, I’m not entirely sure. You begin to see that what other people think is really not that important and that you have to be true to yourself. What’s the point of being someone else, when you can be the only you? That’s the question I’ve been asking myself here lately, and quite a lot I might add. Things that seemed so important in high school, I look back and think, what was wrong with me? Why were those things so important? I’ve discovered that I am a musician, that every bone in my body, and the very essence of my soul moves to the music around me. I find music in the wind, the rain, the thunder, in every aspect of nature. There is music all around if you have the ear to hear it. Music liberates me. I like my freedom. I like not having to answer to anyone and being able to go where I want and when I want. I can get in late, get up early, and just be me. I want to be me, and I don’t want to change. I’m sorta mischievous, kinda crazy, somewhat random, and I like it that way. I’m learning that I’m a fighter, not a lover. Now, I do love many people with all that I have. I would do anything for my friends and family, but I’m not in love with anybody. I’d rather fight for what I need than try and sweet talk it out of someone. I’m kinda sassy, and if you spout off at me, I’ll give it right back. During high school, I was shy, quiet, and never one to dish back what’s been given to. I’ve found my voice, I’ve found myself. I’m beginning to see the whole picture, but maybe only I can see it. A picture can only paint a thousand words… This is who I am, who I am becoming and personally, I like it. I'm driving down the this road called life with all those little problems flying out the open window as the sun shines on my face, my hair blows in the wind, and a song playing in my soul. &