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I’m too young for this shit.
The phrase that’s been echoing through my head is the opposite of the Die Hard movies I grew up with. I feel like the antithesis of Danny Glover. I’m too young to be sitting here rotting, collecting a paycheck, striving to please people that I have zero to no respect for. This “Summer of Discontent” is quadrupled by the fact that I’ve grown weary of the materialistic, monotonous and predictable atmosphere I am currently immersed in. The idea of change has been pulling at the strings of my subconscious, and has now fully surfaced as not only appealing, but absolutely necessary.
However, the comfort of the status quo continues continues to be just enough to keep moving…do I need some sort of intervention?
