I'm turning into a sixteen year old again. I'm unsatisfied, unsure of what to do or where I'm going. All I want is to be free to do the things I love. I don't want a job unless I love it, unless it gives me more than money. I hate the huge waste of people's lives all in the pursuit of money.
I just want to make lots of art and smoke lots of weed and lay around in my pants, listening to lots of black metal and drum & bass. I'd love to do a tattoo apprenticeship. I'd love to work in an art gallery. I'd love to make music. I'd love to write. I'd love to feel as though I had a purpose.
God, things are getting very existential.
Have some drum & bass.