The reason I have such a hard time with blogging, with school, with work, with facing my future, is the lack of passion. I'm not a very enthusiastic person in any setting, and it's hard for me to get excited about anything that does not involve me actively, bodily doing something.
I get excited about a long road trip,
or about going paintballing.
I was excited for those two days I believed I'd be leaving for boot camp in a month.
I'm excited about being done with school, but only because I'm resolute in my decision to go on an adventure.
I'm excited about escaping. I'm sure I've expressed this sentiment before, but I feel like I don't belong here.
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We come from freakin' Lakewood. A town still mostly caught in its days of "we made this town for all the WWII vets". If we "belong" anywhere, I think it's a hill-climb to get there...
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