Have no idea what I'm going to do
With my life?
And how unnerving that is?
How people I know
Know what they're going to,
Have even the faintest grasp
On what they want to spend their lives doing.
Photographers, social workers, optometrists.
The people I don't know that
Change the world, do funny stuff.
That make that difference.
God, if only I had some faint glimmer of what the hell
I'm going to do.
My imminent future is coming up fast,
The rest of my life is 'almost here'.
College?
Of course.
It's never been an option.
Which one
And for what
Are the real questions here.
I feel very broken down.
Identity-less.
What will happen?
I haven't a clue.
College.
Columbia?
In my dreams.
Somewhere in Ohio?
Much more viable.
Will I ever get out of this godforsaken place?
No.
I'm in too deep.
And it sucks like hell.
Perhaps
I'll be livin' in a van
Down by the river.
(Oh, Chris Farley...)
Nomadic
And broke.
Is that how this will play out?
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