im unhappy.
my thoughts are all over the place. i feel like i have no control over anything.
not even my own body, which has forsaken me. and i am trapped.
trapped in my mind, in my body, in walnut creek, in california.
i wanna throw some clothes and toys in ophelia and move it on down the highway.
im tired. and since i am sandra, my first insticnt is to run.
it never made me feel like a coward, i always felt like an adventurer.
"theres only so much you can learn in one place"
but the truth is... im too old to run and at times i wish i had a home again.
being back on the radar is a bit scary. i dont know what will come barreling towards me.
