January 14, 2003 // 12:35 a.m. The sun is trying to kill the moon i cannot figure out what i want to do with my life because i know any future i can name can exist. there are a hundred if not infinite possible (happy) futures open to me, and i cannot simply decide to follow one at the expense of all others. knowing i can have anything i want, that i will be happy no matter what, makes me more miserable than any other vision or interpretation. but the future does not exist until i name it. right now, everything you want is wrong. and right now, all your dreams
are waking up. and right now, i wish i could follow you to the shores of freedom
where no one lives. |