So I've been having these revelations lately. I guess about just where I am in life. It goes a little something like this: Point A. where I should be. Point B. where I am (probably somewhere a thousand miles down the road with a flat tire, a broken horn, no gas (and no money for gas) and automatic windows that get stuck crooked somewhere between open and closed and thinking to myself, "fuck."). How about a real life example, just in case it's not clear enough: Point A. I should be at college, probably not living at home, meeting new people, making new friends, becoming more independent, bringing in some sort of income, gaining confidence or something like that. Point B. My dad dropped me off at school yesterday. Fuck. | 
