All I know is I hope I make the finals in the try outs for the movie "Survivor". Then I have a chance to be the "Survivor", win a million dollars, gather lots of people together, tell them they are all assholes and why, (except Julie) and get on a plane and move to Belize.
I write what's on my mind, about who's on my mind, and for all the people who have emotions, but can't put them into words, about things that make you sad. Make you think. I wonder..why I loved so enormously. I exchange ideas via conversation too much, and will challenge you if I think you are wrong. I love my Hummer, even when it gets 11 mpg. I miss working outside. I don't think I will get the answers to all of the things I wonder about...