I told myself I should write more. That I should be expressing myself in the written word – my thoughts, my ideas, my opinions more. “I’ll write whatever comes to my mind first thing I wake up,” I said. But it was all just an idea.
Craving might be a little too much of a word, but I do think about love and kind of miss it sometimes. I got used to being independent in many ways that I’m not even sure if I like the feeling, or just the idea of it.