Escape.

I am not perfect. I am and always will be finding ways to learn and grow and craft myself into a concept of me. I have always spent a lot of time thinking, but plan as I may like, I can never guarantee that my future continues the way I expected it to. Chances are, it will not be ideal, but when the time comes, I hope I will be satisfied knowing that it is me. All I can promise now is to continue to outrun fatigue and apathy. I pledge to recognize ignorance in myself but never to succumb to complacency. I will be me.

Done