I'm tired of waiting for life to happen to me. You read that on a t-shirt but I'm thinking that there is some creedance to some lame cliches. You ever get tired of waking up in the morning with a new injury wondering why you chose not to be in college in the first place? Is building house additions and shovelling poop really the hand you would want to "find yourself"? I want to explain something to the world first and foremost. Every high school graduation has that successful guest speaker that tells you about following dreams or something. Doing what you love being important blah blah blah. Secret: It doesn't happen. Don't lie to yourself. Lofty dreams of living off of your creativity and ideas don't come true for 90% of us. It doesn't make you a bad person to strive to get a job making money rather than a job that you actually like. How many film theory majors have you seen working at Blockbuster? How about people with a masters in philosophy? Haven't they been the person at the Information Desk that helped you find "The Razor's Edge" in Barnes and Noble?
I don't mean to sound so cynical and angry. Maybe I'm overheated. Good chance, actually. Maybe you should get back to me on it.
I swear I'm happy too. Just irritated.