Dear Exposure

[Beany Boo]

Oak

[Beany Boo]

I want:

A piece of stuff; that I can hold in my hand, and which stays there, as whatever it is, until I put it down.

[Beany Boo]

I want:

To unfreeze.

[Beany Boo]

I want:

My boss to be less brutal in his management approach.

[Beany Boo]

I want:

Something; not grief.

[Beany Boo]

I want:

A teeming multitude of things, to move; because of who I am; right now.

[Beany Boo]

I want:

To share the burden, properly, with others, for mistakes; rather than always already being the sole source of all of them.

[Beany Boo]

I want:

Life to have meaning for me. I don't care what it is.

[Beany Boo]

I want:

The words that come out of my mouth, to work.

[Beany Boo]

I want:

To do something; something that doesn't require a plan, approval, follow up, a username and password, a career path, assets, research or development, funding, recognition, respect, congratulations, a cure, a final destination or a fixed location.