Cheese and sprinkles

I might be broken, or I might be just right without all the stupid things like success of any sort in the relationship part. Sometimes I honestly don't think I care but then I sit in the sun and daydream with all the wants one can think up. Planning out so many silly, stupid daydreams. Testing the waters of impossible love. Once I believed I knew who I was and I think I still kind of do, but I don't know what I want. Because at the same time we are both the best and worst judge of our own hearts. I can say with confidence that I am not having a very good trial here....