Residing in this “in between” space of life at the moment.
In between knowing what I want and not wanting to do what needs to be done.
In between wanting to cut my hair off and wanting to grow it out more.
In between sharing every moment of my life and keeping everything to myself.
In between healing from and dwelling in past traumas.
In between knowing that I’m an adult but feeling like a grown ass child.
In between being grounded in the present and being pulled away with ideas for the future.
And I don’t know how long I’ll be here for but while I’m here I’ll just stay in between being overly joyful and overwhelmingly confused.
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