Friday

I bought my ticket to Japan. I guess this means I'm going, to another country, for a month, by myself. When it's put like that it seems daunting and kinda scary. But I have nothing to lose...except money, but not even really. A money problem isn't a problem at all, just a matter of moving it from one place to the other or getting more of it. Putting more hours in. Speaking of, I really need a job. Badly. Some sort of income is really needed. I want to work, I want to have many different jobs so I could have more character and stories when I grow older to tell my children about. I realized I'm living vicariously for my unborn son when before I was living to make my mom proud. I wonder if I still am, I know I still am actually but my ephemeral and finite mind isn't able to grasp that concept. I want in. I want out.

I don't know,

Sam E.