Musing

Been oh so emotional last few days. Not in a crazy way (i.e. the usual way), but in a good way. Music has been reaching me and moving me, and things that should make me cry (like news from Iraq) have been. Moments of clarity bolting out of nowhere too. If I don't figure out how to let go of the fear that has been my constant companion for as long as I've been on this planet, I am never going to be happy or achieve anything great. A waste of a life is one of the few things I believe to be a sin. I need to know who I am before I die.