Describe Me.

Ok. Went to Canada. Drank a lot. Had fun. Back to the hellish working world. Fuck that.

Thoughts: So my friend Kim was trying to describe me the other day. Interesting to encounter. I'm an old soul, a lover of all music, an artist, a dreamer, a hard worker, a bitch, a baker, a writer, a renovator, a visionary, an illusionist, a theorist, a serial hobbyist, I'm brilliant, I'm beautiful, I'm me no matter what anyone things, I'm klutzy, I'm driven, I'm relaxed, I'm determined, I give up on what doesn't matter, I'm a planner, a deserter, a gambler, a drinker, a crazy young woman, I want things in life that I'm not sure I will like, I like things in life that I'm not sure I want to do (law, medicine, business) I want to run my parents company, I want to write a book, I want to get a degree, I want to flip houses, maybe be a realtor someday, I want to be with someone I love and have a family (but not forever, I can see myself coming to a point of non-contentment) I want to see the world, I want to be loved, I want to be fluent in French, I wanna kiss someone under the Eiffel Tower, I want to save a life, I want to sit in a book shop in London and drink tea while I listen to the British accents, I want to go to China and pee in a squat pot, I want to witness an Olympic match, I want to read thousands of book, I want to go to the Cannes Film Festival, I want my little sister to be normal, I want to skydive, I want to ski the Alps, I want to go swimming naked in Brazil, I want to spend a St. Patrick's Day in Ireland, I want to lay in the sand by the ocean and not think, I want to paint by the sea where no one can find me, I want to run away and be right here, I want to follow what my soul is saying for once, I want to understand the religious unknown, I want to study under a guru, I want to see the holy land, I want someone to listen to me, I want someone to say something I understand, I want the people in my life to accept me for who I am, I want more tattoos, I want my life to be mine everyday, I'm sick of working, I'm sick of being so concerned for everyone else. Someone needs to be concerned for me. I'm so many things, no wonder I can't just stick with one! I'm bound to try it, and be it all. Is this a "bucket list"? No, it has nothing to do with when I die, I just want to exist for once.

"Not all those who wander, are lost."