I don't want anything. I am not dreaming of an expensive car. I am not soul trippin' or looking for love. I'm not all like 'if you buy this product your life will be better.' I have learned enough Real Life Skills to cancel out the want for cheap fillers. I know that my $30 mascara will not improve my life.
If I am not motivated by money, love, beauty,attention, and the stupid shit you fill your house with....what else is there? Besides that whole Saving the World and Being a Good person rehearsed bullshit. It just falls under the attention category anyways.
Is this still part of my I Don't Know Who I Am stage? I'm done with being like, I'm young and can be reckless with my life so I will Knowingly make bad decisions and write shitty blogs about how the path to self awareness is paved with poor judgment, high fructose corn syrup, and a damaged heart. I'm afraid that this is where I choose the road less traveled and end up stupid and stuck on pecan street with a busted mountain bike and a pantry full of ramen noodles wishing that new shoes really did make you run faster.
I don't want my character building stories to be about how every day started with the sound of an alarm and ended with the glowing monitor of an electronic screen.
Am I just thinking too much.
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