Now, when asked what I want to be when I "grow up" (not quite sure if that'll ever happen- adulthood seems so dull), I tend to say author. But as Charlie puts it: "I really wanna be a writer but I don't know what I'd write about."
What do I want to write about? What am I, an absentminded teenager, doing with a blog?
The answer: I don't know. Life is strange and beautiful and such a confusing tangle of emotions and ideas and I don't know how we stay afloat. But we do. So I'm going to blog/rant.
(Wow this post doesn't even make any sense... Oh well.)
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