happy fourth of july

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Olympus. She was tight inside with indecision all over the place.

She liked boys who weren't good for her, boys who were, and boys who were in between; she just wasn't sure which were which. They weren't really any help in the decision, either. Sometimes she wished she could read minds so she could tell where she'd be wasting her time and where she wouldn't.

She wanted to get a (real) job, but didn't know where she wanted to be. She wanted to have a home, but couldn't until she got that real job. She didn't quite want to relinquish her freedom for a commitment like that just yet. She was willing to, but a little scared, too. She didn't want to become a power-suit woman, but she didn't want to hang out forever, either. It felt precarious to settle into somewhere she didn't know she'd get to keep (that went for boys, too).

She wanted direction in her life, but knew she should make her own decisions and then confirm them, too. That balance was hard sometimes.

Besides working and finding a job, she wanted to watch movies, read books and make friends. In her desire to put her whole self into each thing, she realized she'd have to make a few choices.

She wanted to walk, talk or blog about all this, but she wanted to go to sleep, too. Sleep hadn't gotten very high priority lately. Maybe that's why this post came about.