“How long have you been holding those words in your head, hoping to use them?” – John Locke
There’s a thin line between passion and obsession. And I always find myself crossing it. I’ve lived life by a fleeting string of obsessions. Things, Feelings. I can’t help myself. It’s easy to get carried away by opacus thoughts and ideas. Star-eyed dreamer, star-spangled lover. It’s the worst, or best, consequence of my personality. Everything is exciting, and I want to become lost in it all.