So, I've been having chest pains in the morning. My mistake though, was complaining about it, as my mom and girlfriend think that I need to go to a doctor. To that I say: No thank you. Priorities man. That is what I have an issue with. What do I want to do with my life? Besides writing that great American Novel that people are always talking about. Marcus thinks I should be a writer, but I have trouble with English.
I'm going to need an English class though. Don't know if I want to take one from Brian. There will be papers to write. What would I do with a degree in philosophy? Write about it. Shit man. How does one contribute to society? Ericson gets it. It's so confusing. To be a musician/writer. That's what I want to do. So, how do I go about doing this, and making money? Well, I don't want to work for the man. I'm in the perfect situation right now, and I'm not taking advantage of it. The only thing that I need to focus on right now is this yardsale. Talk about way to much shit going on.
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