As much as I like the freedom to sit at home and occupy myself with books and video games or online shopping and makeup experimentation, I have the urge to get out there and seek the Great Perhaps.

(Those that have read Looking for Alaska know exactly what I mean.)

I’ve always been the shy and quiet type, always keeping to myself in a crowded room or carefully avoiding conversation with strangers.

I want to walk on a runway.
I want to create my own masterpiece out of nothing but sheets of fabric and a needle and thread and rock it like it’s nobody’s business.
I want to venture out of the house wearing fuchsia lipstick.
I want to purchase a pair of heels studded with spikes.
I want to take a road trip to nowhere in particular, explore the country, go somewhere new.
I want to meet tons of new people, have tons of new friends and new company to enjoy.
I want to be wild and beautiful and free.

I want to get out there.

I’m just waiting on the green light… my ticket to go.