Chaotic but it's okay

The curses of having a mind that scatters... Are the scattered ideas that come along that end up coming out half-assed as soon as it's up in the air, ready for me to juggle them around. It really makes my head spin. But I'm pretty sure, a part of me actually likes that.
At the moment, I'm writing a few stories, a few poems... Even contemplating writing a script. Yeah, exactly. All up in the air. But, I think I've gotten into a groove that'll allow me to have time to move along with these things.

I gave a friend of mine a rough draft of something I started working on a couple of months ago. I'm still working on it, but I'm looking forward to hearing her thoughts on it.

People don't think that I don't think about my future. But this is my future. Just because it seems I'm not doing anything, doesn't mean I'm not preparing for it either. I know everything I do and think is for the future, just as much as it is for the present.
Just because I'm not moving, doesn't mean I'm stagnant.

I work at my own pace. I decide my own pace... Everything and everyone else can be as chaotic as they want. Which incidentally, they are. Chaotic, I mean. But I'm okay with that.

I'm Movin' On
I've lived in this place and I know all the faces
Each one is different but they're always the same
They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it
They'll never allow me to change
But I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong
- Rascal Flatts
(I know I used this song in the previous post... But it's exactly how I feel)