Anticipation High

So I’ve finally figured it out. Why I’m feeling like.

I wake up everyday with this feeling of anticipation. Like I’m waiting for something to happen. Waiting for my life to happen.

But then, nothing does. For now, I’m in a sleepy city with nothing going on. Working a “9-5” minimum wage job. Taking the backseat in my own life (as someone wise said recently). But that excuse is only good for another two months. And then I’m free. To live how I want. To do what I want. But I don’t even know what that is.

I don’t have anything exciting happening anytime soon. No job yet for the summer. Or anything lined up after that. So nothing to look forward to there. Maybe if some plans were set. If some decisions were made I’d be feeling better? I like to plan. I like to know things well in advance. It makes me feel comfortable.

But, right now. No plans.

I’m very uncomfortable.

We need to talk. About everything.