So i quit my job, and I'm only in uni once a week, completing a degree that I'm not sure I actually want or need any more. Unsurprisingly, my brain throws up the question of what I'm going to do. And it's a scary prospect.
And it is BRILLIANT.
For the first time in my life, I really have that feeling of being able to go anywhere and do anything I want. And I love being scared about my future, because it means that my life hasn't been mapped out, I'm not stuck in an office until I'm 65. And with any luck I never will be.
So. I'm 22 years old. I have no job, no car, no house...no responsibilities.
2010 is gonna be pretty f--ing exciting. I'm thinking stand up comic/rock star/pro wrestler. You can call it growing up, I think of it as selling out.
Listen to Ben Harper please.
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