I suppose words would be appropriate at some point, so this just might be you getting ahead of the game?

The next twelves months

Are just a hole.

I had a plan

But it wasn't mine.

I didn't build it for myself.

Some people have direction, and that's pretty okay. Go them. Go you if you're one of them. But me? Man, I don't know. I don't feel like studying anymore. I haven't felt like studying since I was in grade two. I'm interested in too much to bother sitting at a desk I'm not in control of.

I want to work in a bookshop.

I want to try acting.

I want to try film making.

I want to make music.

I want to not know for a while

And I want to do things that are just for me.

For a change.

I'm twenty-one.

Fuck being whole.