Don't ask me that question. Please don't get me started.
The deal is, I can paint the picture any which way I damn well please. Except, every which way I damn well please is too many ways. And with too many ways, well, we all know, consequentially I will end up with too much time left to decide. What is this is some sort of shitty subconscious plan that I've got in my head? You know, the kind where I refrain from making life changing decisions, so I wait for them to shrivel up and expire so that they're removed from my ballot? In a decade or so I can always scratch off Ballerina, or Modern dance instructor. I absolutely despise the waiting, and yet, as of now that is all that it seems that I am doing. When the hell did I become so indecisive. I need to know that when a situation arises I'll be able to get off the fucking fence and make a good, solid, logical decision.
I want so many things, and although some seemingly conflict, somewhere in my mind believes they can all be accomplished at once---during my lifetime.
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