I think, when I’m done with all this college stuff, I’m just going to take a year off to do absolutely nothing at all. I’m just going to sit there, and relax, and maybe take up yoga, and paint, and read all the books I’ve ever wanted to read, and go out on walks in the fresh air just meandering about town for hours, and take photos of everyone and everything I come across, and write some novel or two that will probably never see the light of day… but just like, take a whole year to myself and really find out who I am and to work through all my crap.

And maybe I’ll go out and learn how to play curling, and learn archery, and relearn how to ride a bike without breaking myself, and work on my racket ball skills. Maybe I’ll try to snag some summer job at a theme park, just so I can learn how to operate a roller coaster. Maybe I’ll learn how to rock climb, or play polo. 

I just need a year to myself, with no schedule, no system bogging me down. How are we supposed to live like this? Struggling day to day within “the system”… learning to work, working to live. Stressing out, panicking, and then relaxing for a single miniscule moment before starting the cycle all over again.

I just need a break from it all… and if the world won’t stop for me, I’m just going to have to stop it myself.