So much has happened over the last months. A quarter-life crisis and finding out who you are.
Standing religiously for what you represent, and standing your ovation for the things you stand against.
Here I am filling out questionaires half-way, this overstimulating ship I find myself constantly navigating.
A wake-up call to assert my beliefs, my actions, my rational thinking and overrall my inner being.
My body works on autopilot doing what brings pleasure, from not lashing out to the people in my life to consuming my vegetables.
Learning to adult, why is that so challenging? Does it mean to grow bitter and drink booze socially?
To give up cartoons for the local news? To give a shit about politicians and how they corrupt the youth?
All this and many, all of them are requisites, details to many thirty-year-ols who make me look older in comparison.
Who am I aspiring to be? Who do I want to be?
