Let Me Be The Wind

I can't handle being tied down. I don't like for people to depend on me, unless you're Rachel, Brooklyn, Meridith, Haley, or Morgan. Like, I don't know. I just can't. Sometimes I just stand up and walk somewhere. Away. Because I need to know that I have the freedom to do so. Free Spirit: A person with a highly individual or unique attitude, or lifestlye; nonconformist. I suppose that that's kind of what I'm getting at. I don't like for people to make decisions for me. I don't know. I just get this crazy desire to rebel sometimes. I love the idea of just flying away. Like one day, (when I have a car) I'm just going to wake up at like four in the morning, spin around, and drive in whatever direction I'm facing. I want to close my eyes and jump. I want to grab my acoustic and go sit in a tree. Most people that know me, know that I will just lay on the ground anytime or place. Why not? I like laying on the ground. I like looking up at the sky and realizing that I live in a giant, beautiful snowglobe. This post is more personal than others, sorry. I want to pick up all my amazing friends at 2:00 A.M. and go somewhere to watch the stars. I don't want to have to be somewhere. I want to walk to a place that I've never been before. URGH. I just want to...go! Does anyone else ever feel that way? I don't like...sitting. I don't like...containment. I like...freedom. I like...being able to just go outside and stare at the sky without question. I'm not good with responsibilty, or reason, or expectation. I just can't, ok? Ok. :)