Sunday, November 22, 2009

"one thing i can tell you is you got to be free."

I should ask a complete and total stranger for advice on what to do with my life. I'm at this point where I feel like I have life figured out, and yet I know for sure that I don't. There are about seven million different forks in the road. Physically impossible, yes, but metaphorically, it's pretty accurate. I feel like I'm piling up all this experience and just grabbing at everything I can wherever I go, but I have no real direction. I'm going forward, yeah, but where is that all going to take me? Millie says she thinks I'll be one of the most employable graduates from UCI, but I don't see it. Maybe it's because I'm a very harsh critic of myself, but I can see myself flat broke in a twelve-by-twelve apartment someday, working four minimum wage jobs to make rent.

Rant, rant, rant, cry, cry, cry.

I annoy myself so much sometimes.

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