the space between us is small.
I'm nineteen now. And besides that, not much has changed, and I don't feel any different. My best friend is going through life altering, mindful thinking. He's going somewhere, and I don't want to be left behind. But instead, I'm leaving for school in a little over three weeks. To somewhere I love, but don't want to be.
I'm convinced I want to be a zoologist. I want to study and work with elephants. But for some reason, I don't think that's going to happen.
I need to figure out the life for me. Because I'm thinking, this isn't it.
I'm convinced I want to be a zoologist. I want to study and work with elephants. But for some reason, I don't think that's going to happen.
I need to figure out the life for me. Because I'm thinking, this isn't it.