i feel myself getting older, thinking about things more responsibly, the consequences of my actions etc. the entirety of which i cannot fathom. each day i work, i come in, i walk around the halls, but really to what end? is this really what being an adult is all about? sleep->work->hobby->sleep interspersed with eating of course. i've heard of other people's travels and i'm completely envious. i want to be able to cast aside societal constraints and give up everything i have except the bare necessities. be able to place all my worldly possessions into one pack and travel the world. jim once said to me i had to just take that leap. if only i had enough confidence in myself to know that i would come out okay and a stronger person at that. for now i relish in the comfort that is my life. a touch of sadness, but with less worry and more in the range of anxiety that i can handle.
Posted by joann at January 14, 2004 11:33 AM