what's a girl got to do?

I have no idea ...

I have been reading and thinking and writing and reading and thinking and writing. All I know is that I feel like my life is good. Really, really good but I have not fully appreciated it.

And why? Because I'm too caught up in hanging onto something I probably need to be without. I've put a lot of faith and hope into it. Faith and hope I should have been putting into me.

And all this time is going by and here I am sort of sitting on the sidelines. Of my own life.