Boho dance.

It's kind of a boho day and I've been looking for some sweet inspiration. Oh well? "It's just that some steps outside the Boho dance, have a fascination for me." I feel like I'm anything but close to selling out, which I've heard, is what Joni Mitchell's song the Boho Dance is all about. Neither a bohemian or conformist, someone who writes but not a writer, someone who creates but not a creator?

So here I am, writing about where it is that I fit in? Even at the age of twenty-eight. Perhaps it's the conformist in me to work for a steady pay check, save money, pay rent…eat well. But then again, there is the bohemian side, someone who acts free of regard? It's true that I care for few things, and relationships are few and far between. When will the day come that I will meet my true potential? Or, is it in me to go on hoping and wishing that my talents will somehow miraculously become discovered?

It's all getting just a little too philosophical for me. Which by all accounts was my least favorite subject in college. Let's just say that right now, I'm satisfied with the person I am… sin fronteras or without boundaries. Gracias a la vida.