I want to be wise. I want to know things, to have tasted things. Everyday I come home and sit on my ass pretending to do homework. No. I want to read. I want to eat. I want to travel. I want to find things I never knew existed and be astounded by their complexity and sheer magic.

I feel like I'm trapped inside my own little bubble that is school, my brain, my computer, and  my silly little excuse for a life. I don't want this, but I also don't want to get up and move on.

There is a comfort in the familiar, the ordinary, the knowing that I tend to thrive off of. I am so lazy, I never stand up and think for a SINGLE SECOND! It's amazing! It needs to change. Habit is so hard to break.