Here I am again. Anxious for my future. Wondering when, I’ll be “living the dream”, My dream. Not stuck in Virginia being asked “why don’t you join the military?” Or being asked about tuition or bills.
This year is a scary one for me. You see my mother is getting married which is good, I’m glad she is. The part that scares me is when all is said and done and I’m on my own. Where will I be? Am I gonna be living out my dreams as a successful filmmaker? Debt free? Will I be traveling from NYC to LA for work?
I’ve been doing good mentally. I just don’t want to get bad again. That place was so cold and numb.
I guess the only thing I could do is live my life to get there.