I want so much, but I strive for so little.

All I do is want, want, want, no matter what; got money on my mind and I can never get enough... Although in my case, it ain't money, it's adventure. It's living the "cool life", the on-the-go life, the “man, I wish I was her” life. It's kinda hard to admit this, but I've learnt that there's no hiding who you really are. People know. I like being transparent, and I like getting what I want. But you know, I don't even make sense...

I want to travel and see more of the world, but I also want the comfort of home and community. I want fresh perspective and the freedom to write, but I crowd myself out with tv shows and coffee dates and commitments. I want to post more of my writing, but I've realised that I can't post writing that's disconnected from who I am and what I'm experiencing... and that's a vulnerable place to be; airing all of your thoughts and musings to the world. But if it helps one soul find clarity and freedom in Jesus, isn’t it worth it? 

So, this morning, after two coffees, many Pokemon and sweet conversations with my love, I've realised that all I do is want, and I'll never get enough. I want for so much, but I strive for so little.