i came to realize how predictable and routine my life is now.
school, home, timmy's home, town.
rinse and repeat.
and it scares me how comfortable i am.
thinking about it, i know i will be very unwilling to leave this comfort zone.
roughly 2 more years, and then what?
i think im a pretty impulsive and a live-in-the-moment kinda person, but the thought of the future being so uncertain and how this uncertainty saddens me kinda makes me wonder if im more cautious and more of a planner than i thought.
curse the person who (will) invent real future-telling crystal balls for not inventing them sooner.