gamo*phi parade

06.02.2007

Two years from now. It may not seem like a long time...but it really is. Where will I be in two years? I think about where I was 2 years ago. I had just graduated and was headed to Colorado for a week, then back to LA to temp and make some money before moving to New York. I was just coming down from a 4-year-party-high...completely uncertain of my future and still not confident and comfortable with my sexuality. I was living at home...and I was completely miserable there. I was a much different person back then. Things were different. Life was different.

Last night Blake and I were sitting around thinking about the past, the present, the future. This year has been a big year for me so far. So much has happened and I feel like I've grown so much in the last two years. We decided that in two years we'd come back from wherever we are and have the whole "it's been two years" kind of talk. I can't imagine where I'll be in my life in two years, let alone six months from now. Will I be in New York? Will I be in California? Will I be working? Will I be in school? What will I be doing? Will I be in a relationship? It's so funny to think about your future when you have no idea where it's headed. Most people, or at least a lot of my friends, are all on set paths...working towards something, towards one goal, one career path. I...I have no clue what I'm doing with my life...seriously. There are so many things I want to do in life...my problem is I have too many hobbies and not enough passion. I'm an enthusiast...I want to do anything and everything, but get easily distracted and easily bored. I can't seem to pick one thing and stick to it because in my mind there's always something more or something better for me to do. I know I'm just rambling right now, but this is what happens when you go to a reunion...like I did last night. Hmm.