Really? Why on the HELL did I commit to living here for three years. THREE. YEARS.
I'm six months down. So only... thirty to go. Fuck.
How am I going to last that many more when I already want to leave?
Britt is out of here in six. And I'll still be here for two after she's gone. I'll be a quarter of a century old before I get to leave.
I want to see the world NOW. I don't want to be in school this long. I want to be in the Peace Corps. Volunteer all over the world. Be with people who have actually suffered and need help. Be with people who don't care about literal objects, but who understand the value of nature, of family, of community.
There is so much more to see. So much more to feel. I want to experience something REAL.
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