I’ve been thinking a lot about the future lately and it occurs to me that up until now I’ve pretty much known what to expect from life. This sudden uncertainty is unsettling. I made the decision but somehow it doesn’t feel final. There are loose ends that I don’t want to deal with. There are people I don’t want to deal with. In a way, leaving will be the best thing. I’ve done that many times. I’m used to that. It’s kind of comforting. But all of these people going away makes me think. What were we all doing there anyway? It was a total joke. Completely worthless in the end. Everyone made it out to be this highway to success, but from the outside it looks so sheltered and closed minded. I wonder if looking back, they’ll start to realize that this decision was actually wise. Maybe they’ve already started. But this is where the real stuff happens. That was just an exercise.