dreamin' aint all it's cracked up to be.

some days are absolutely terrifying with this whole "growing up" thing. how do people figure out life when there's nothing--and i mean nothing--telling you what to do? like...not married, not going to school, not getting any job offers. all i've got is dreams. they're kinda nightmarish, actually. the way they just go on and on, pounding hard, bringing up insecurities, squelching others. and i can't face them all at once.

so.

here's to the city that never sleeps.

see you in september.