Thursday, December 2, 2010

I am sitting alone in a lab with two other people. They are speaking Farsi and I am waiting for the incubation time to be over 6 minutes and 12 seconds left. I want to be back in school but I am afraid. I am hungry but not really I think I'm thirsty. Today when I opened my mouth to brush my teeth my lips peeled apart and then proceeded to crack and bleed. I must be dehydrated. My upper lip stings when I lick it. 4 minutes 10 seconds.

I wish I could float over to Hawaii or go on a cross country trio for a higher cause. I'd like a reason to get away and go on an adventure. I want purpose in life.

It was so much easier when I was little and life was laid out for me. 2 minutes 25 seconds. Go to elementary school, come home at three. Do homework and then watch TV or play with the animals. Thanksgiving break. Christmas break then post office holidays three months of summer vacation. Apply to high school. Go to classes pre planned out for you. Do homework. Get good grades. Take SATs and apply to college. Go to college. Attend lectures take midterm and finals. Write papers. Take classes required for major and graduate within four years. And then what? What in the world is supposed to happen afterwards? Get a job, buy a house and car, get married?

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