Choices
So being an adult male, I decided that perhaps it was time to exercise some of the angstiness I never fully took advantage of as a teen. Being an adult sucks, as I'm sure most of you know by now.
I've felt really restless lately, and I find myself constantly questioning myself and the choices I've made with my life. Everybody does at some point; I suppose it's just my turn. I moved away expecting to kick the world's ass harder than a roundhouse kick from Chuck Norris. So far, I've made some improvement, but I haven't really been able to find any of the things I thought I'd find. Moreover, I'm not even sure what the hell it is I want anymore. And yet, I can't help but feeling I'm lacking it, despite the fact that I have no goddamned clue what it is.
I've just decided to settle into a few weeks worth of self-doubt that hopefully will go away.
Maybe I just want cookies. I would like some cookies.
I've felt really restless lately, and I find myself constantly questioning myself and the choices I've made with my life. Everybody does at some point; I suppose it's just my turn. I moved away expecting to kick the world's ass harder than a roundhouse kick from Chuck Norris. So far, I've made some improvement, but I haven't really been able to find any of the things I thought I'd find. Moreover, I'm not even sure what the hell it is I want anymore. And yet, I can't help but feeling I'm lacking it, despite the fact that I have no goddamned clue what it is.
I've just decided to settle into a few weeks worth of self-doubt that hopefully will go away.
Maybe I just want cookies. I would like some cookies.