Fast Cars and Freedom

Oh boy, if given a choice...I would probably have to choose a fast car [that way I could get away from the bastards trying to take away my freedom;)] But lucky me...I don't have to choose 'cause rascal flatts hooked me up with both in one really good song. I guess that's all it really takes to make me happy. Okay, yeah...that is all it takes to make me anything. Happy, sad, pissed, elated...basically a glimmer of anything and the music takes care of the rest.
But the mood isn't only credited to "baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder." I had little bit of divine intervention. Yay. I'm always looking for it...it took a little time but I finally figured out I had it. I've had it. And it doesn't look like it's going anywhere. It's this moment. It's nothing and everything all wrapped up in one. I've been all freaking out like what the fuck is the rest of my life going to mean...and it's not that I don't care, but I know the rest of my life isn't the rest of my life. I have forever. And that's definitely enough for me. It's more than enough. So this life thing...I don't have to figure it out. I can go to school, and drop out, and move away, and work and live, and I can move back and finish school...or not. But the thing is I can. I am able. I am able to do what I want, and so why not make the healthy choices as long as I can.
It was the time for me to move. But someday it will be time for me to move back. And that will be okay. And I will be okay.