I just want to clean up everything. Relationships, mistakes, whatever. And not out of regret, either. But because I want to. More than that, I need to.

I need to set my priorities straight. I need to know what I am doing.

I can’t just get by forever.
And I don’t want to, either.

So, I guess this is my (rather late) “resolution” for 2O1O. I don’t believe in resolutions, though, I never really have. So I guess I’ll just call it a goal. I don’t think there’s a better word for this.

I want to clarify everything.
I want to grow.
Spiritually, mentally…and physically wouldn’t hurt.

I want this. I need this.

I can’t even put this into words. I don’t know when it became so hard for me to articulate thoughts. It seems like the eloquence I used to have just left me one day. But I’m trying.

There is some weeding out I need to do, some dusting here and there that needs to take place.