I’m in a glass cage of emotion
Owkayyyyy sooowwww aside from committing carbicide, being an anxiety queen and spending money I don’t have; I’m usually on a worrying streak about not having a grasp on what I want to “do” with my life. But, what does that even mean anyway? How is someone supposed to know where they see themselves in 10/15 years. Is that even possible? I mean, you can know where you’d like to be but not where you’re going to be, right? Am I supposed to? Is this normal? Am I the only one who thinks this way? All these questions cross my mind on a daily basis (along with thoughts of shoes and cheese, obviii.)
I think life is about trying things out and seeing if they work. We’re young, just try stuff.