The pressure and responsibility of real life is getting to me. I'm fearing the day when my career will become more important than my actual life ...the fact that I am living. That I'm alive. Why must we be something? Career-wise I mean? You meet someone and they ask 'what do you do?' And unfortunately one doesn't usually answer 'well, i drift around traveling the world, meeting people, seeing things, making observations & try to experience all that I possibly can on this earth for the minuscule amount of time that I'm on it. What do you do?'
















