at a stand still

its been weeks since progress has taken place. things put off to make time for "more importants" when actually those "more importants" aren't important in life, at this current time. priorities are all mixed up. my mind changes so much and i change my mind so much, i don't know what to think, or how to keep up. finally a toll has been taken, and taking charge is the new ordance of things. "things" "things" "things" what does that even mean? sitting here typing nonsense to get it off my mind. funny how the mind works, wanting to fit everything into one project, just isn't working. when does it ever work? "there is a time and place for everything" not in my life. no order, no script, no plan...just how i like it. anything can happen. spontinaity. breath. time. no pace. slow pace. no place. some place. some day. too fast. itchy. everything is itchy. freedom is needed, it is overdue.