Existential Crisis

Everything has been fine. Just perfectly fine. Yeah my life has been hard. It has not been easy getting here. Either way, I always felt like I wasn't really going anywhere, unless I chose to. Now I had to go and turn 27 and I feel like nothing has happened.

I am not someone who will be remembered. I am not someone who is going to make a mark on the world. Fuck I may not even be someone who makes it to 30. I'm really doubting the point in all of life. I feel like I am just stuck.

This is who I will always be, just a designer in Michigan with no hope of getting anywhere. I mean, don't get me wrong. I like my job. I like my life here. But I think I really and coming to terms with my morality and the fact that i feel like I feel off the train of life, got stuck in a mouse trap, slipped in to a shoot and ended up passing go with no 200 dollars.

I guess all in all what I am trying to say is, fuck you life, where the hell did all this anxiety come from.

Arg!